Bunnies

[Wild Weasel]

Bunnies

This poem is about bunnies.
They’re cute…furry……lovable…
Oh, who am I kidding?
Bunnies are cool…if you’re in the second grade.

Let me tell you what I really think about bunnies.

My sister-in-law is a vegetarian
Proud to be a member of PETA
It bugs her to no end
When I claim that it stands for
PEOPLE EATING TASTY ANIMALS!

My sister-in-law, she loves bunnies.

So as a Christmas gift one year
I took a drive over to my local bookstore
And browsed through their selection of calendars
Lo and behold, I found one that suited nicely.

On Christmas morning
She opened her gift with a smile
One that quickly turned to a shriek
As she realized that the calendar I got her
Was twelve different bunny suicides.

Okay, so cartoons weren’t her thing.

I’m sure bunnies are nice, but they’re not my thing.

This poem is now about trains.

[mariolord]

I don't know why, but I really liked this. It's odd and quirky, and it amused me.

[theredshadow]

^^Agreed. Well done, Wild.

[Wild Weasel]

Much thanks. My wife challenged me to write something positive: namely, bunnies. All I can say is that I tried.

[theredshadow]

You gave it the old college effort.

[mariolord]

You definitely came through! Haha, one of my friends would really get a kick out of it.