Another Day In the Life of Elmer Fudd
I’m out here with my shotgun evwy day.
However, that squwwy wabbit awways gets away.
It has now become much more than a habit.
I weally want to catch that waskawey wabbit.
He pops out and awways says “What’s up Doc?”
I weally want to give his head a good knock.
Mr. Squiptwiter, will you ever wet me win?
I can’t stand to see that wabbit munch on a cawwot and gwin.
Well, perhaps I will get wucky today.
I won’t wet that waskawey wabbit get away!
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2012
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