In the small, happy Jolly Woods
Where the animals lived wild and free
There came a stranger, one fine day
A fluffy, brown Rabbit was he
"Looking for lodgings, a small burrow
That's all I need in my life
A small family of two, we are
Mr. Rabbit, and his dainty little wife."
"Oh, Welcome, dear one! Please, stay with us!"
Said the wise owl, perched above
"Percy, William, the whole squirrel clan
Show these strangers some love."
"Just a burrow, thanks," said Mr. Rabbit
"That's all we need for tonight"
With an important twitch to his bushy tail
Said Percy, "I have one; for you, that's just right."
Mr. Rabbit and Mrs. Rabbit,
Down the cozy burrow they went
"It's great! Just right! What a marvelous sight!
But pray, tell me, what's the rent?"
Percy laughed, and said, with quite a flutter
"No rent in these Jolly Woods, do we take
Just learnt to love, one another;
Only that, but for everyone's sake."
"'Tis easy for us, we're rabbits," they thought
"We'll show them what love's meant to be"
And with a loving heart, bidding a loving farewell
Down the lovely burrow, Mr. Rabbit, went he
A few days later, on a bright shiny morning
Out of the burrow, a small rabbit poked his head
Then another, then another, then another, then another
Four more rabbits appeared in his stead
They laughed, they sang, they played around
The new rabbits felt the animals' love
They sat in the bushes, while the black cuckoos sang
The love songs of the Turtle Dove
In the evening, it was time to return
So they marched home, all well fed and stout
And they reached the burrow, but what a sight did they see!
Ten more rabbits, from the burrow, they popped out
The wise owl fluttered down to the rabbit hole
"This must stop! There's no space!" said he
"We're rabbits! Our family, we love," Said Mr. Rabbit
As two more rabbits jumped out in glee
Soon, the forest grass was nibbled away
And no leaf got a chance to grow
For just as the bud would begin to unfurl
There flashed a rabbit's deft paw
"The rabbits are too many!" "We have to flee!"
"Run away, everyone!" the animals cried
But in the ever growing crowd of the brown rabbits
The animals were lost, as much as they tried
The birds flew away, the squirrels scampered off
While the other animals, they were all stuck
"Sorry, we couldn't stay behind! Don't want to die!"
They said, and screamed before leaving "Good luck!"
The other animals, shaking in fright
Tired and cold with dread
In their overwhelming fear
Not one tear could any of them shed
Rabbits to the left of them, Rabbits to the right of them
Rabbits, everywhere under the sun
Rabbits, they throng the Jolly Woods now
And the animals? Well, soon there were none
Again, been bitten by the Writing bug at 3 in the night. I'm not sure what's making me write poems now, but I don't mind this phase all that much.
My friend promised me that I'd be able to write something really soon. I'm glad her words came true, so soon.