“Roger Rabbit Lost His Marbles”
The ink is black
The days are white
I lost my shoe
And, stepped on a tac.
The grass is green
The weeds are tall
I mowed them down
A rabbit I have seen.
A play on words
I love to do
I found the time
To watch the birds.
Now can you play with me
Loving this game
Of only words
Come, let me see.
The ink is red
I cut myself
Band-Aids out
Gaull darns it, I’m dead!
The coffin sits open
There I lay
Looking white
And wide-open.
People stare not polite
Get out of here
I need to say
Can’t do it I’ll start a fight.
What is this stuff
Black and white
Games are crazy
This one is especially rough.
Can’t quit
Forgot how
Oh me, oh my
Let’s have a fit.
Slap your hand
I don’t have one
Quit this game
Sure, would be grand.
Gotta stop this nonsense
Pull the plug
It’s by the fan
Goodbye, I’m jumping the fence.
Bunny, I’m coming!

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