I saw a rabbit,
As slick as a knife,
And as pale as a candlestick,
And I had thought it’d be harder to do,
But I caught her, and skinned her quick:
held her there,
Kicking and mewling,
Upended, unspooling, unsung and blue;
Told her “wherever you go,
Little runaway bunny,
I will find you.”