The rabbits - - - all the rabbits just wanna be happy - - - wanna collaborate in a happy warren. “My country,’ tis of thee, sweet land of…”
There may be a “one nation” of rabbits - - - these though are times for free happy statists of warrens of songs of faith & state. These are rare times that try rabbits lungs as called - called up - to sing | to sing | to sing | statists first ||
It is tired how long tagged so many were boxed in - caged like - as either (rabbits) of red states or blue states. Rabbits, they are of their warrens - they are as of their Creators “state.” Bunny trails may be long - long even to bunnies of a parish - a community of a warren organized for rhapsodies and temperaments in jointed songs. Any nationalist rabbit may be too full of themselves - too narcissistic; a tao of rabbits: All are created equal!
The proper care and feeding of rabbits may only be prudently known to each rabbit themselves - the exertions of each is best specifically known viscerally only to such - how much a bunny may need to “refuel” is related to how “heated” they may have become or bushing up in a ready to be as while feeling “called.” Rabbits, it seems, are not immune to LOVE!
The greatest danger to any rabbit may be a Rabbit King or Queen of a preachy to a new nationalism - - - “…of Liberty” community busters.
Adam Smith rabbits can be to shining warrens of the hills if too for a wealth of warrendom they as individuals of a self see “self interest” as a facility in an “invisible hand” for a harmonic in rabbit economies. Any rabbit’s self should first choose to be of community and then secondly choose to try to be moral in such “community” a warren to like a conscious herd.
In lieu of corralling rabbits of a collaborating so not to perish let us set up a copacetic not of there being red rabbits and blue rabbits but more now good Berklee Rabbits and bad Berkeley Rabbits. Bunnies twerking?
Worser yet than a rabbit too narcissistic to wants of a hierarchy in autonomy as if crowned a Rabbit King or Queen can be a rabbit past their prime ignorant of such - or just in deep denial of being past their prime.
Worser yet than a rabbit however of trumpeting to a new nationalism, as if discordance to “community” can be good, yet contrary of e-warrens common sense: - a following from rabbits as blind mice tuned up wrong.
Where can there be a stairway to heaven for any - even for all - rabbits? How is there a “just call out my name…” “& I’ll be there” for each rabbit of a warren as of a parish of song and jointed temperaments for rhapsodizing? Like a wrecking ball an Emperor Obama of Immigration Park fluffed and puffed and rock’d a nationalist Obamacare way like a bad Berkeley Rabbit too as if a Rabbit King. He came, he saw, he flummoxed! He sorted and racked imperial as if each parish of each warren was his to be corralled as if by a Borg Queen Bee of a hive mentality that all need be assimilated. His first contact principles seemed and seem still devoid of principled - devoid of limiting principles pertinent to Berklee Rabbits rhapsodies secured in collaborations to song and community as a prophylactic to mere perishing.
Of these American rabbits, of thee we sing, long live their rhapsodies, long live their prides.
Of these American rabbits, for which we stand, one Creator equally above, banners still wave.
Of these American rabbits, footloose and free, wild and wonderful, the children are our future.
Shake it off! Shake it off Shake it off! There is HOPE! There is yet HOPE! Beware the Berkeley Rabbits mo’ of 1984! A time warp if only it were: Where has all the McCarthyism gone? - - - Where have all the McCarthyites borrowed? - - - Where oh where did then become here - HOW? NOW? Shake it off? Shake it off? Shake it off? Like it just 1989? How did these become such dire straits? Times of bloody Sundays but IRA’s of others? Times of at least “Socialists” found and maybe too as if “Communists” sworn? Songs of the Berklee Rabbits can raise roofs of heaven’s more than heathens - rabbits rafters on high. Beat it! Beat it! Beat it! BE HAPPY - be rabbits as hatters - BE HAPPY!
Of these American rabbits, of thee we sing, long live their rhapsodies, long live their prides.
Of these American rabbits, for which we stand, one Creator equally above, banners still wave.
Of these American rabbits, footloose and free, wild and wonderful, the children are our future.
The rabbits - - - all the rabbits just wanna be happy - - - wanna collaborate in a happy warren. “My country,’ tis of thee, sweet land of…”
There may be a “one nation” of rabbits - - - these though are times for free happy statists of warrens of songs of faith & state. These are rare times that try rabbits lungs as called - called up - to sing | to sing | to sing | statists first ||
Songs of a STRAIGHT TALK EXPRESS can rhythmically harmonize an apropos synchronicity forward in statism not of State but of states as each a state in concordance their own buffered from DANGERS upon us and growing from Nationalists to new assimilations to a new nationalism bad not just as bad for these times.
A pride of a conscious herd as a warren of rabbits is best constituted as of music as of selves as each equal under rights from their Creator. A warren as a pride as a parish of community is best to a constitution of each for civility and peace, and, too HOPE! A pride of a parish is best to endow and keep endowed a will of the rabbits however wholly of their warren, or sectarian and strong of voice. As by now it should be self evident that the piping for a Rabbit Queen seems now more perilous forward than when she so long subjugated under a Black Rabbit, too a Rabbit King, of Berkeley Rabbits 1984 pride, it seems for the manuscripts yet blank and song selections evermore that TRUTH must again fill the parishes.
However merely of warrens to again more gathered for Posterity of beatings, of HIS TRUTH IS MARCHING ON, it seems for the manuscripts yet blank, and song selections evermore, that TRUTH must again fill the parishes and hearts of all e-warrens.
Beat it! Beat it! Beat it! BE HAPPY - be rabbits as hatters - BE HAPPY!
Of these American rabbits, of thee we sing, long live their rhapsodies, long live their prides.
Of these American rabbits, for which we stand, one Creator equally above, banners still wave.
Of these American rabbits, footloose and free, wild and wonderful, the children are our future.
The rabbits - - - all the rabbits just wanna be happy - - - wanna collaborate in a happy warren. “My country,’ tis of thee, sweet land of…”
There may be a “one nation” of rabbits - - - these though are times for free happy statists of warrens of songs of faith & state. These are rare times that try rabbits lungs as called - called up - to sing | to sing | to sing | statists first ||
REPEAT: “HIS TRUTH IS MARCHING ON!” “HIS TRUTH IS MARCHING ON!” OF THE REPUBLIC, BATTLE HYMN.
LORDY LORDY - - - BEWARE OF ANY TOO O’ BERKELEY WANNA BE A RABBIT QUEEN! #RABBIT #ROYALS