Little Simon Hareball enjoyed being told what to do
No one understood what was wrong with him
Till he cut his veins and used them as strings
Poor Simple Simon living his life in a mental hospital
Jump around Missy Cottontail
Annoying your brothers' with twisted jokes
Missy may not be a good-looking bunny
There is no sunshine about this tale
Laney Bunny always sat in a dark room
Huddled to herself silent in a corner
No one knew what to expect
Seeing Laney Bunny room covered in blood
Tiny Tim loved to play with his toys
Enjoying them as the voices in his head
Till one day he was playing with a nail gun
Now Tiny Tim looks like a pincushion
Sleep tight adorable Betty Muffet
Dream of far away fantasy lands
When you wake you shall find
Now you're the home of spiders
Dead Bunnies hit the floor
Trying to escape the death around
Can't escape the anguish that has befallen
Touching you makes them feel alive
See them lurking in your room
Dead bunnies are everywhere
Raising the dead to be one with you
Holding close your little Hare Raisers
Irenia Guajardo
~Hellz Writer~
