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I'm searching the fields,
Looking for rabbits.
If you see a black one,
I sure hope you grab it.
That's my dear Ebony,
Whom I set free.
It's not like I meant to,
She ran away from me!
I felt terrible,
Always locked in her cage.
Every once in awhile,
I thought she might like to play.
Most days I could catch her,
But I left for the fair.
Darkness was coming,
And I saw her no where.
So I searched and I searched,
All the next day.
But my dear Ebony,
I could not find her i'm afraid.
I think of her from day to day,
Wonder if she made any babies,
Went to the streets,
Or maybe went gay?
I hold on to Ebony,
In my dear dreams.
I know she's out there,
scheming up schemes.
I miss her nose,
She would so frequently wiggle.
Those two little teeth,
How she loved carrots to nibble.
It is never funny,
to lose a bunny.
She hopped away,
and I felt crummey.
But I know I'll see her again,
She'll hop the fields with her pimp.
This day I cannot wait.
To see Ebony and her children,
I know she'll be great.
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