Bunnny Buns
The bees swarmed to dripping honey,
and love's illusion is not so funny
when the rabbit in the hutch
backs away from your very touch.
Today he is afraid
that you chose him for your maid
and the reproductive status hump
is lost in desperations malice lumps.
With no offspring to take his place
the embarrassment is on your face
and the honey bunny you had chased
became hassenfeffer sent to inner space.
Impatient Awaiting his return, the doe
displayed herself to all the farmyard beaus
and the buck was found out of luck
when all the kits were downy ducks.
Come out of there, you silly rabbit!
BUNNY JUMP and Caren Krutsinger 12/19/18
Copyright © Dm Babbit | Year Posted 2018
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