"To pee or not to pee - that is the question
Whether 'tis nobler in the garden to sample
The sniffs and aromas of nocturnal creatures
Or to take aim against a sea of bunnies
And, by chasing, end them. To chase, to catch -
No more - and by 'no more' I mean to say I end
The heartache of the thousand garden plants
That bunnies nom on - 'tis my consumption
Devoutly to be wished. To chase, to catch
To catch, that is my dream. But there's the problem,
For in that act of pest control what troubles come
When 'Her Indoors' whisks them off her garden soil
And must give me grief. Where's the respect?
That takes account of so long a life
For who would bear the words and scoldings of time,
The oppressor wronged, the proud dog disapproved..."