Through the forest eating honey came an itty bitty bunny,
Frolicking and playing like there never was a happier hare,
When amid jumping and playing a sudden sound his nerves a-fraying
Sent him scurrying and praying that safe would be his derriere.
Scared he was and quickly praying for safety of his derriere.
There he was, a helpless hare.
Sounds loomed closer, ever nearing. For his life the rabbit fearing
Tried to calm himself and thought, "I know it cannot be a bear!"
But then, sadly for the rabbit, th' bear came charging out of habit.
Then the rabbit yelled, "Dag nab it! I'm his meal, medium-rare!"
Teeth as sharp as swords the bear had, wanting dinner, medium-rare.
The bunny ran, a helpless hare.
Fearing, at the bear he growled while all around him the bear prowled.
The giant bear lunged through the air and almost caught him with a pair of
Jaws like steel traps wrapped around the rabbit's neck, but the bear found the
Bunny'd burrowed under ground. The bear at the hare's hole did stare.
Scared was the bunny in the hole at which the bear did stare.
Still he was a helpless hare.
Bang! A blast was heard throughout the forest and, without a doubt, the
Bear reared, screaming as another shot rang out throughout the air.
'Twas a hunter with a gun who merely was out having fun, who
Liked to shoot bears on the run, who killed the big and brawling bear.
Bunny, who was never more afraid of the dead, brawling bear,
No longer was a helpless hare.