Over a gator filled lake,
I�m losing hope.
Ninjas attack from the nearby trees.
And I hear the hum from a swarm of killer bees.
Running out of time, obviously out of luck.
I know who to call:
My good friend, Chuck.
Chuck hops on the scene, and everyone cringed.
They all knew he would bring this to an end.
His long ears stood straight and tall from his head.
And his little nose wiggled, as he began to see red.
His body trembled; he was obviously excited.
I could already tell he had not yet been fed.
He looked up at the Swarm,
And defeated them with a sneeze.
The bunny found no match in the bees.
The gators made a lovely meal.
Chuck ate until his belly was filled
Ninja�s were next and last.
Chuck knew taking them out would be a blast.
The ninjas study tai-quan-do and could cause hurt.
But they would soon see a bunny�s wrath-of-foot.