:oThere was once a little rabbit in a family of six.
Such a naughty little rabbit, full of naughty little tricks.
He would not obey his mother, or his father, or his aunt.
And I hardly like to tell you but he sometimes said ''I shan't''
Now one day this little rabbit was out playing in the field,
And a huntsman came and saw him, behind a bush concealed.
And the little rabbit's mother (who had heard the gun before)
Shouted out to Mr frisky ''Come inside and shut the door.''
But she'd hardly got her words out,when BANG, BANG, was heard a sound.
And that naughty little rabbit lay, quite dead upon the ground.
And the huntsman came and took him, and er'e many days went by.
That naughty little rabbit was made into a pie.
I feel sure this rhyme contributed to my being veggie from the age of about five.
Awwww, poor little wabbit.