carrots are a bunnies favorite food that he takes down in his hole, unless he's a red-eyed Undead bunny feeding on a mole
That's right an undead vampire bunny it really does exist, all the other fuzzy cottontails unable to resist
The Chipmunks and the groundhogs run to save their little lives, from the bloodthirsty bunnies whose teeth they cut like knives
The squirrels up in the trees cry out the end will be here soon, but it's not the Bunnies that they fear it's the brain-eating zombie raccoons
Cats and dogs in their masters house is where they try to hide, but vampire bunnies and Zombie raccoons may still find a way inside
Underground it is a bloodbath as Gophers fill the need, all the Forest screams in horror as even Badgers bleed
The fields are just a nightmare before your opened eyes, zombie raccoons eat the brains of everything that scurries borrows or flies
Suddenly The Killing stops no more the bloodlust fever, bunnies and raccoons alike both run from Franken-Beaver
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Author:
Mugsdaddy (
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- Comment from author about the poem: You asked for it.
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Good fun write and yes we asked for it.
Santita Specifically asked for vampire bunnies and zombie raccoons, I threw in Franken-Beaver
Mugsdaddy
Franken-Beaver is my hero!
That's a fun poem 😎
Thank you hope it didn't scare you too much.
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