Foxy-Lox said:

“Come with me into my den,

My children are little gentlemen.”

The Runaway Bunny followed him, muttering:

“At the home of good Old Mother Bun,

There are plenty of meals for everyone.”

They went along until they came to the den.

There was a table set with carrots and cabbage and tender green spring-flower shoots and everything else, in fact, that a hungry Bunny would like to eat.

“Waiting their turn to be served”