The Warren Mondegreen

Some bunny once told me she ate some pepperoni
And that was the source of her bad breath
She was talking kind of close and enunciating moist
And altogether gross was her effect

Well the mucous started coming and my tummy started grumbling,
I saw a port-o-potty and I hit the ground running
Didn’t manage at all to get the seat up
Hung up an “out of order” sign when I was done

So that’s the scoop on talking bunnies
So what’s that got to do with anything?
You’ll never see if you can’t sing
You’ll never grow if you don’t eat

Some bunny once asked if I could help adjust her mask
She wanted to breath up there in outer space
I said, “Hey! What a rocket!”
And I smelled a little fuel myself
And that’s when I started to feel real strange

Well the mucous started coming and my tummy started grumbling,
I saw a port-o-potty and I hit the ground running
Didn’t manage at all to get the seat up
Hung up an “out of order” sign when I was done

Say how pure the meds are. Better lay off, run away!
High cow, could be black tar. Toss the whole wad. Lemon aid!
The black light shines on the mold
So start scrubbing hard against the fold