The Bandit Bunny Alphabet and other stories, Page 11
I was the Idler, the drone of the hive,
Which the Bunny saw lazily sunning,
And he grabbed the wee thing – at the end with a sting,
The I say – oh, I say – there was running.
J is for Jay Bird, that quarrelsome rogue,
Which can send all the other bird kiting;
And it can’t be denied, when the Bunny he spied,
That the scene which occured was exciting.