Moose Uber
Moose Uber was the one we all waited to use.
Usually enthusiastic, he also could enthuse.
Chipmunk and skunk would jump on after infusing booze.
For, bear and weasel stared at bunny, salivating with ooze.
Moose Uber had one big rule. On his watch, no fights.
No bites out of little guys, he meant to wrong all the rights.
Can we just sniff the rabbit’s neck? The bear asked one time.
That was the end of his Moose Uber rides down hollow sublime.
The bunny had heard, and felt a bit threatened though.
So, he contracted with a new Uber in the hollow below.
Chipmunk and skunk asked him for that Uber guy’s name.
Bear had been sniffing their necks, so they did the same.
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