Don’t Be the Bunny

So, the main purpose of our nation is water conservation through scheduled flushing at Amendment 9. But a lesser known aspect of Urine Town is our rampant hatred of rabbits. Why, you may ask? That too, is shrouded in morbid mystery. Just like Urinetown itself. Yes, yes. Morbid mystery!

A little bunny in the meadow
Is nibbling grass without a care
He's so delightful as he hops for you
You say, "Hi, bunny"
And he stops for you
You pull your trigger
And he drops for you
Goodbye, bunny-boo;
Hello, rabbit stew!
Get me boys?- Mr. Cladwell

YOU TELL EM’ BOSS! -UGC Staff

A little bunny at a toll booth
He needs a measly fifty cents
Our little bunny didn't plan ahead
Poor bunny simply hasn't got the bread!
He begs for mercy, but gets jail instead
Hasenpfeffer's in the air
As the bunny gets the chair!
See the moral people?- Mr. Cladwell

CLEAR AS DAY, BOSS! -UGC Staff

A little bunny in a shoe box
He thinks he's found a brand new home
So snug and cozy on your closet floor
And then you open up your closet door
Now what's that bunny in my closet for?
With a mallet and some clippers
You find out: NEW BUNNY SLIPPERS!
Grasp the message, staff?- Mr. Cladwell

RIGHT BEHIND YOU BOSS! -UGC Staff

Don't be the bunny
Don't be the shoe
You don't get stepped on

No, the one who steps is you!

You're stepping up
To where it's sunny
Step on the poor!
Don't be the bunny!
Don't be the bunny! - UGC Staff & Cladwell