Oh, This Is Mr. Rabbit!
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Oh, this is Mr. Rabbit, that runs on the grass,
So rise up, ladies, and let him pass;
He courted Miss Meadows, when her ma was away,
He crossed his legs, and said his say.
He crossed his legs, and he winked his eye,
And then he told Miss Meadows good-by.
So it’s good-by, ducky,
And it’s good-by, dear!
I’ll never come to see you
Until next year!
For this is Mr. Rabbit, that runs on the grass,
So rise up, ladies, and let him pass.
And he cried from the gate, so bold and free:
“I know you are glad to get rid of me.”
And then Miss Meadows shook her head–
“If you stay too long you’ll find me dead.
And it’s good-by, ducky,
And it’s good-by, dear!
You’ll find me dead
When you come next year!”
For this is Mr. Rabbit, that runs on the grass,
So rise up, ladies, and let him pass.
Mr. Owl called out from the top of the tree,
“Oh, who? Oh, who?” and “He-he-he!”
Mr. Fox slipped off in the woods and cried;
Mr. Coon’s broken heart caused a pain in his side.
For it’s good-by, ducky,
And it’s good-by, dear!
If you ever come to see me,
Come before next year!
For this is Mr. Rabbit, that runs on the grass,
So rise up, ladies, and let him pass.
Mr. Rabbit looked around, and saw all the trouble,
And he laughed and he laughed till he bent over double.
He shook his head, and said his say–
“I’ll come a-calling when to-morrow is to-day.
For when you have a ducky,
Don’t stay–don’t stay–
Go off and come again
When to-morrow is to-day.”
For this is Mr. Rabbit, that runs on the grass,
So rise up, ladies, and let him pass.