He stretched his head,
Out of the muddy hole;
To take a peek,
At the sodden ground,
And the water-dripping grasses.
His tiny little head-
A ball of fur it seemed,
Had a pair of lovely little eyes,
Which shined in the sunlight-
Like a star far above.

His suddenly happy eyes,
Showed satisfaction;
And there he leaped out,
Into the soft mattress-like meadow,
And jumped hither and thither.
'CUT!',there came a sound,
And there emerged a director,
And there emerged a trainer,
His hand held a white string,
To which the rabbit's neck was tied!