Once upon a time there was a Bony red rabbit
Long were his ears, tickling them was his habit.
What was the reason is unknown, was it a tick or the stomach's colon.
Always he used to tickle and tickle, till they become red like pickle.
That is why the fairy didn't turn him hobbit,
He remained just Bony the red rabbit.
The day he was born, his parents were happy
Among all whites, there was a red nappy.
They celebrated, carrots distributed, joy filled the air
Such a rabbit in their rabbit land was very rare.
All the while fairy was just laughing
Feeling amused at the innocence of people partying.
The day came when Bony went to school
Excited, amazed, to see the blue moon.
The blue moon was the abode of great scholars
A place where everybody went and became followers.
Bony started to learn alphabets, they all flew over his head in a jet.
Unable to comprehend, how hard he tried; he tickled his ears, till they got red fried.
Wailing began, it tore ear drums
Tears were so heavy, as if the flood has come.
Parents rushed to blue moon, on a sand dune.
They picked the child up, cuddled him like a cub.
Fairy appeared, she swooshed her wand
Everything was in control and tired Bony yawned.
It was then revealed that Bony was a tickling bean
He was eaten by his mother along with carrot cream.
Hence Bony the rabbit was born
Tickling, crying were his horns.
Alphabets he can never learn, scholar he can never become
That is why the fairy didn't turn him hobbit,
He remained just Bony the tickling red rabbit.