Bun Bun born Friday 13 year twenty twenty
locked down world first day ever so nutty
living life caged rather tough can you grasp
imagine poor bunnies forced wear face mask
thankful escape one cold fateful night
drunk owner opened gate while slipping on ice
word around hutch was needles for all
due to fake virus made up eugenics cull
at first our hero tried hard freeing others
most considered owner loving like mother
many forget bunny mamas eat their kittens
owner's hare boots, bad breath and warm fuzzy mittens
true test one's choice freedom or solicited safety
choose wisely dear kits propaganda pushes slavery
as winter finally passes Bun Bun hears love birds sing
you can see by his ear it's been a rough mating spring.
Day Gun
