Rabbity babbity ribbity bit
Lil' rabbit on my bed
Clearly where it sits
Soppy me and be sad
Babbity uppity skippity bat
The bunny's cute, it's true
I hope you are not mad
If it reminds me lots of you
Rabbity battery uppity pop
With black button eyes of two
Hope your love for me nonstop
Cause' I have feelings for you too
p.s. - somebody gave me a handmade rabbit made out of gloves. Yes, the person stitched up the doll personally for me. *sniff*
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12 comments:
read this to a girl after sex and she will not only start calling u daddy but be ready to fuck on demand ! and maybe get her friends along too ... or in two words... good poem .
and dude , enya playing on your blog .. c'mon man !
InExile; Interesting view. Maybe the word 'bunny' got people thinking of sex?
What's wrong with Enya? At least she can play all musical instruments and fluent in some dead languages. I called that beyond cool.
such a really cute poem u have...
where is the rabbit...?
u don't put it on ur entry?
poetry! About a stuffed bunny!
How cool!
Radio N; Heh, and you are ultra jealous because nobody wanna give you a stuffed animal, right? :)
The Mambang is in love? Ohhh... how sweeeeeeeettttt!!!! There's hope for this big bad world yet.
I've commented on your blog. Happy?
:P
Aizan; Marginally happy.
who is so unlucky give u the rabbit?
Tenchi; Another jealous person.
Hahaha! I'm kicking my feet in the air with glee. I can't belive you've started writing poems. And the bunny is just too cute! Shadowthorne, you old softy!
Malice Blackheart; I do poems once in a while you know. Freestyle and pantoems.
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