Okey this is my last poem today.

Na, naan, Nabalus alba, Nabit

Sitting on a pantry shelf, munching on some nabit,
Was a white, fuzzy, pinky- eyed, slobbering rabbit.

You can imagine my gasp. What a bizarre surprise!
I dropped my Nabalus Alba, I couldn’t believe my eyes!

I figured she was female, with pinky eyes and dressed in white,
And I think she was on a sugar high, her eyes lit so bright.

Sorry I’m digressing, I tell you, it was really lots of fun,
She zig zagged in that room like a wabbit son of a gun

She reacted like a na exploding in salt water.
While leaping to the fruit bowl, I just about caught her

I grabbed a long naan, lying on the bread tray,
And knocked her on her head, and there she lay.

I cried at the sight of the dead bunny fur,
The rest happened so fast, it’s almost a blur

Suddenly she kicked me,then hopped right out the door,
And now it’s me, who is knocked out, on that darn pantry floor.