Except one little rabbit, who was so impolite
That his mother had to scold him from morning until night.
He never thought of waiting at meal-time for the rest,
But always first began to eat, and tried to get the best.
He would reach across the table, and sometimes, I must own,
He even helped himself before his mother could sit down.
Then how he interrupted, if a friend across the way
Came to call upon his mother, perhaps to spend the day.
He would never walk behind her, in a nice, respectful way,
But would rush right in, and never wait with what he had to say.