There once was a rabbit
Spotted brown and gray.
He had a bad habit.
He ate beans all day!
His wife kicked him out.
Soon, his mother did too.
If you see him wanderin' about,
That's the least you could do.
Had I not met a hare so gaseous as him,
Who's so set about rooting and tooting,
(For never a moment does it dim!)
I'd not believe one could be so polluting
As my friend Reginald Arthur Benjamin!
Spotted brown and gray.
He had a bad habit.
He ate beans all day!
His wife kicked him out.
Soon, his mother did too.
If you see him wanderin' about,
That's the least you could do.
Had I not met a hare so gaseous as him,
Who's so set about rooting and tooting,
(For never a moment does it dim!)
I'd not believe one could be so polluting
As my friend Reginald Arthur Benjamin!
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