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Was hopping through the woodland green,
Catching the little field mice
And tapping their heads, so mean!
Then along came the Fairy,
With a frown upon her face,
And she said, Little Bunny Foo Foo,
This is a disgrace!
I saw you hunt those field mice
And bonk them on the head.
I’m going to give you three more chances,
Or you’ll wish you’d stayed in bed!
If your mischief doesn’t cease,
I’ll change you, sure as noon—
My magic won’t be gentle.
I’ll turn you to a GOON!”
But the next day, he repeated it,
So the Fairy said, “That’s two.”
And the day after that, she warned him,
“Your final chance is through.”
So the Fairy declared,
“Foo Foo, your chances are all past.
You ignored my friendly warnings,
And now this spell I cast!”
POOF! The bunny was gone,
Beneath the silent moon.
For his naughty, hopping habit,
He had become a GOON!
