Darwin had a rabbit, <br />It's true. <br />Was one of a special kind <br />Of which all the Island knew. <br /> <br />A rabbit that began as a lump of cheese <br />Or something else if you please. <br />Twas kneeded into a shape to disguise <br />It from what would be otherwise <br />A most unpleasant thing <br />That would be served while the angels sing(?) . <br /> <br />Called Welsh rarebit I suppose <br />Which was a name chosen by those <br />Who must scrimp and save <br />So that the backbone didn't rub away <br />The other side of the stomach there <br />When the space was filled with air. <br /> <br />So the Darwin family sat and admired <br />That which they really didn't care. <br />Hoping that Charles would bring home the bacon <br />So there would be an alternative (and soon) . <br />But observing scientist that he was <br />He really didn't want to make a fuss <br />So a boat he leaped upon <br />And was soon enough, gone. <br /> <br />Finally returning after a year and a day <br />They gathered round to see what it was that he would say. <br />And as they all bowed their head <br />They heard the words that all might dread. <br />'Thank you Lord for this humble treat. <br />And next time, God, could we have just a little meat'.<br /><br />Sidi J. Mahtrow<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/darwin-s-rabbit/
