Here is a Bun Bun from the land of the Bun's.
This Bun Bun has a name. It's name is Bunny.
Bunny has a mission.
She waits until her mother leaves the room.
Then Bunny sneaks slowly around the corner.
Hiding in the shadows.
Wait, what smell is that?
Bunny sniffs to see were it comes from.
Bunny climbes up the bed to try to get nearer to the smell.
It is stronger now.
Bunny clambers from the bed to the piano.
The smell is getting a lot stronger now.
Wait is it coming from the bag?
Bunny tips over the bag and pulls on the opening.
Is there any thing eatable in here?
I think the smell is a bit less strong.
Nope, nothing unless you can eat yarn and needles.
Yes, the smell is stronger out here.
Ohhh, is that?
Could it be?
Yes, Yes it is!
Waaa!
Wohhh, don't want to fall down there after all the work to get up here.
It is so, so, so.
Ahh.
I am almost there almost.
What a beautiful site.
It brings tears to my eyes.
Munch, Munch, Munch, mmmm this tastes so good.
Munch, Munch, Munch.
Ahhh, heaven in a mouth full.
Munch, Munch, Munch.
AAAAHHH!
Wait no, Mama, I'm not done! No, please five more minutes.
Me: Bunny I told you not to eat my violets!
Now it's off to bed for you!
Bunny:No! Mama! It's so sweet unlike that bunny food you give me.
Now if you gave me more sugar'n carrots . . . .
Me:No, you get plenty of sweets as it is, and after that stunt you just pulled with my plants.
I think you might not get dessert for a week!
Narrator:As our hero is put ruffly in bed by her Mother.
Bunny: Hey, are you trying to add to the shame?
You might say I was dragged off into a cave by a giant or something like that !
Narrator: Yes, but in the script.
Bunny: I don't care what the script says!
This Ends Bunny The Bun Bun 1#
