the scourge next door
when a rabbit moved in next door
and started posting personal ads
about wanting to have kits
i just knew it was time to move on
i didn’t want to meet him
so i stayed inside
and instead spied
through various windows
up and down the split foyer
his mail order bride
arrived via yellow cab
and sauntered up the walk
leading to the front door
confetti raining down
from a second story dormer
it doesn’t take long
for the little ones to mature
once born into their
new home blind and naked
and helpless
and before you know it
babies are hopping everywhere
and not any backyard fence
will keep them at bay
years after getting the hell out of there
i heard it didn’t take much longer
before the entire neighborhood
evolved into a gangland
patrolled by killer bunnies
february two thousand thirteen
copyright j matthew waters
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Ha, this was funny… I hope.
Thanks Björn 😉
I like this poem a lot. I’ve always been fond of killer bunnies. They remind me of Monte Python and the Holy Grail. If you haven’t seen it there are some really great killer rabbits in it. Anyway, I digress, I enjoyed the poem very much. Keep up the good work. 🙂
Yes, I’m a big fan of Monty Python and remember like it was yesterday watching their show on Sunday evenings when I was a teenager growing up in the seventies. So glad you enjoyed this one.
his name wasn’t Bugs was it?
You know, I think you may be on to something, Bonnie. 🙂
funny, poignant, sad
thanks again Bonnie 😀
You have a great sense of humour! 🙂 great poem too!
Somewhat dry perhaps but thank you.
damn, wabbits!
that’s what i’m saying! lol
I enjoyed the poem.. and I love your blog site containing all of your delightful work!
thank you so much for visiting and commenting – so glad you enjoyed this piece