Ruere Leporidae

He tumbled
Cotton-tailed ass over steaming tea kettle
All the way down the rabbit hole
Until there was nothing left to do but to hit the bottom

But the bottom refused to come
Thus proving that holes can be deeper than you think
And the temperature got a bit hotter
Showing that things can always get worse as well

Still he tumbled
Past not safe for work images
And recipes for things he had no hope of making
With impossible makeup tips for good measure

Until a weighted rescue rope of dubious length suddenly reached his paws
Which he naturally grabbed on to with a relieved sigh
Then being pulled up all that unlikely way
Through the bottom of the farmer's bubbling pot
Safely back into the hasenpfeffer stew