The War Drums beat out a tune. The call to battle is raised. The Banner of the bunny flies. And from there slumber they rose. Enchanter, Cleric, Warrior, and Rogue, Courageous to the last, be you not afraid for the bunnies will win the day.
Little initiates lost and afraid? Watch for the guiding hand of the shrouded bunny. They will show you the way.
Friends to most,
Comrades to some,
Brave and True, the bunny adventure
Always wears a very dangerous shade of Blue.
If you’ve not seen us,
Be wary if you try to offer us peanuts,
Be you Short, Fat or Tall,
Bunny Robots love you all,
Even though they have meat chops for hair,
Women kind are always given special care,
Some of them are over weight,
But probably because they ate to much cake,
Others go away,as one thing
Only to come back another day,
But when they return there someone new,
A holy man brave and true.
If there a tune to be sung,
If I’m not mistaken, they have that job taken.
Analytical to a T,
Brave when it comes to cleaving.
The rest always have an open heart and mind.
This I can honestly say,
I sure am glad the Bunnies are here to stay.