Owed To Fudd

 I was bitten by My bunny
On one warm September day
 Although I strove to quell the anger,
Still it would not go away.
  He'd bit Me good, (and that was bad.)
Now I cannot forget..
  That My furry little rodent
Is a nasty little pet.
  And so, I barbecue'd that bugger
And soon My thoughts grew dark..
  Some twist of fate upon My plate
Had come to disembark
  A hydrophobic episode
Too late now to prevent
Has ceased all speculation as to
 'Where dat wabbit went'
Be careful when You mess with Bugs
  For though I sent Him South,
That silly rabbit tricked Me kid
I'm foaming at the mouth!