Little bunnies hopping
Dancing over dasies of night
They smiles to one another
Their eyes flashing so bright
Over the field they dance
Skipping with such glee
They jump of one another
So happy they don’t see me
I load my gun
Oh how I want rabbit stew tonight
I’ll pick the strongest one
It will put up a bit of a fight
‘bang’ gotcha can’t wait for my meal
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