They run about,
They make no noise,
Except for what they move about,
The silence they leave is not at all wrong.
The chewing of cardboard,
The chewing of hay,
When you try and pick them up,
They run away.
They boop you hard,
They boop you to show their love,
The rabbits give you the bunny evils,
And don’t like it when you take a picture of them.