Bunny Habits

Perpetually broken
Have I had it?
A dream of love, awoken
Loving you a habit

You’re leaping and hopping
Trying to fly
Never stopping
But I try to deny
Bunnies in my dreaming
Sexy bowtie

Your twitching nose
I find a delight
But there it goes
Raised so high
Loving you so
Yet you won’t be mine

Your chewing, no kiss
Ripped and torn
Yet you insist
On dining all the more
That’s my heart Miss
What do I love you for?

You’re scurrying and hurrying
I’m not a wolf or a dog even
What I am or hope to be
Doesn’t matter you’re leavin’
Why is it I’m not learning?
I should stop believin’

You multiply
All of you exactly the same
I fall, you choose another guy
Too ugly, too stupid; obsessed and lame
Don’t wonder why
I’m to blame

So break my heart, yeah it’s funny
Enough of love, I’ve never had it
Girl, angel, Playboy Bunny
Loving you… I’ll break the habit

Copyright © 2011, Will A. Bradford Jr. All rights reserved.

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