Tuckerbunnies
Wise Old Thumper
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that Santa Bunny soon would be there;
The bunnies were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of fenugreek crunchies danced in their heads;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that Santa Bunny soon would be there;
The bunnies were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of fenugreek crunchies danced in their heads;