Widdle Wabbits...........
A Precious Little Girl Walks Into A Pet Shop And Asks, In The
Sweetest Little Lisp, Between Two Missing Teeth, "excuse Me,
Misther, Do You Keep Widdle Wabbits?"
As A Shopkeeper, His Heart Melts. He Gets Down On His Knees So
The He's On Her Level And Asks, "do You Want A Widdle White Wabbit, Or A Soft Fluffy Bwack Wabbit, Or Maybe One Like That Cute Widdle Bwown Wabbit Over There?"
She In Turn, Blushes, Rocks Back On Her Heels, Puts Her Hands On
Her Knees, Leans Forward And Says, In A Tinny Little Voice, "i Don't
Think My Python Weally Gives A Thit."
A Precious Little Girl Walks Into A Pet Shop And Asks, In The
Sweetest Little Lisp, Between Two Missing Teeth, "excuse Me,
Misther, Do You Keep Widdle Wabbits?"
As A Shopkeeper, His Heart Melts. He Gets Down On His Knees So
The He's On Her Level And Asks, "do You Want A Widdle White Wabbit, Or A Soft Fluffy Bwack Wabbit, Or Maybe One Like That Cute Widdle Bwown Wabbit Over There?"
She In Turn, Blushes, Rocks Back On Her Heels, Puts Her Hands On
Her Knees, Leans Forward And Says, In A Tinny Little Voice, "i Don't
Think My Python Weally Gives A Thit."
