Homeland
You may not know it but these people are from my homeland, Earlham College. See the labels on their chests that prove this.
Eat me.
So much for my sugar high. Now someone is trying to eat me. I like it. I’m not going to stop this from happening.
Goldfish just weren’t enough.
I’m going to eat everything here. This sugar high is going to be sweet.
Goldfish
Don’t know where I’m going, somewhere in Iowa ( Ithink) and why my new fish friends smell like cheese. But I’m feeling more mellow these days, so I’ll just let things be as they are.
Free of danger.
I flew away from all that malarkey in Texas. Landed in Iowa. Iowa welcomed me. This state even has a Welcome Center. Here it is. Iowa is sooo welcoming.
Boat to Freedom, aka Mexico.
I’m hopping the border. Going to become an illegal immigrant. Going to take this boat right around the 10 foot fence, wherever that thing is. This boat is headed to Mexico, I think, and I’m getting on it.
Benito Juarez
Shall I flee to Mexico? Benito is calling from beyond the grave. Or should I call you, Benito? Would you like to join me? Join me in travelling the world for the purpose of Bunny supremecy. I know it ain’t your idea of good government, but maybe you miss the political scene and the power. Call me. Thanks.
Hiding
Can’t swim, but I can hide. Boat people, you are fools. Boat people ignore the plants. Boat people, you will not find me. Fuck off boat people. Fuck off.
Bunny! 