"well, I spied a young girl with her face like the snow
and her skin was as white as the lilly that grows
I said "look ye fair maiden, why ramble ye so?
Can you tell me where the Bonny Black Hare will go?"

The answer she gave me, her answer was nay
"But it's under me apron they say she will stray
So as your manner is willing and your bullets fly fair
we'll both go together to seek the Bonny Black Hare."

Boppin' Bunnies? LOL!...LEJ