F*CK YOU, BUNNIES – A POEM BY THE RUBY THE DOG
I spy you through the window door,
Little furry puff balls of evil.
F*ck You, Bunnies!
You nibble on the lawn.
That is my territory!
I growl. I snap.
You do not care.
But the furless she-dog is coming;
You shall regret this day, Bunnies.
The furless she-dog opens the door.
I race across the yard.
My tail moves in a corkscrew motion,
For that means I am on the hunt.
You are mine, Bunnies!
Ah, you have escaped… barely.
Once again, the yard is mine to poop and prowl.
Victory! Time to prance!
Kiss my furry ass, Bunnies.