Wicked is the rabbit white, and baneful is the brown, No matter be it countryside or in a crowded town, But worst of all that ever made a strong man jump and scream Is rabbit that's the color of the Bailey's Bristol Cream! Five-and-twenty coneys hopping through the dark: Rabbits in the garden, rabbits in the park; Nibbling at the carrots, nibbling at your gown -- Watch your feet, my darling, when the rabbits come to town! Over-brave is he who would endure a rabbit's glare; And foolish he who would a rabbit's barking choose to dare; But reckless quite is he who might be such a simple chump As to ignore the somber sound of rabbit's warning thump! Five-and-twenty coneys hopping through the dark: Rabbits in the garden, rabbits in the park; Nibbling at the carrots, nibbling at your gown -- Watch your feet, my darling, when the rabbits come to town! Coneys are carnivorous, a little-known fact, For few are those who've lived to tell of lepical attack. Oh, better let a rattler sink its venom in your veins Than let a rabbit gnaw you from your toes up to your brains! Five-and-twenty coneys hopping through the dark: Rabbits in the garden, rabbits in the park; Nibbling at the carrots, nibbling at your gown -- Watch your feet, my darling, when the rabbits come to town!
