The adventures of surly rabbit
Posted: October 26th, 2006, 7:30 pm
and every voice has it's worth
and every hand it's holder
and on it goes
the adventures of surly rabbit
oh how curly the tales
and sad the woes
how curly the toes
and sad the whales
as another blowhard season prevails
and in winds of change
they grab their wings
and sail
leaping off the steepest cliffs
as imagination hurls them forward
surly rabbit
only knew
the game was at rabbits foot
the trials at hand
when she would flip the coin
and determine the way
the winding trail she would soon be on
had chance finally begun
to take it's hand and give some taste
of what life was to become
had chance and circumstance
envisioned some acceptable life
an unstoppable train to here and gone
and back again
oh surely this could not be
the time to end all times
to begin all new
dusting off her coat and hat
she tippled her final brew
of ginger and chestnut tea
doffed her charms at the fading room
and left for parts unseen
a new dawn
a new day
her rabbit fur never felt such sheen
could it be
that she
could venture to places she'd never been
and not look back
not ever look back
ahhhhhh
how sweet the scene
come paint it
and every hand it's holder
and on it goes
the adventures of surly rabbit
oh how curly the tales
and sad the woes
how curly the toes
and sad the whales
as another blowhard season prevails
and in winds of change
they grab their wings
and sail
leaping off the steepest cliffs
as imagination hurls them forward
surly rabbit
only knew
the game was at rabbits foot
the trials at hand
when she would flip the coin
and determine the way
the winding trail she would soon be on
had chance finally begun
to take it's hand and give some taste
of what life was to become
had chance and circumstance
envisioned some acceptable life
an unstoppable train to here and gone
and back again
oh surely this could not be
the time to end all times
to begin all new
dusting off her coat and hat
she tippled her final brew
of ginger and chestnut tea
doffed her charms at the fading room
and left for parts unseen
a new dawn
a new day
her rabbit fur never felt such sheen
could it be
that she
could venture to places she'd never been
and not look back
not ever look back
ahhhhhh
how sweet the scene
come paint it