Flappie

It was Christmas morning 1961
I recall the empty pen
Where my rabbit pet belonged
And my mother told me: don't go in the shed
And if I'd just behave
Then I'd get something yummy later on

She also didn't know where Flappie was
And said she'd ask my dad
Who was busy in the shed
So I searched for Flappie for an hour or so
All around the lawn and garden
And underneath my bed

But I was sure I locked my rabbit pen
Just like I did every night
And I checked three times just yesterday
When I felt something wasn't right
And I stared at the pen
Just as if I knew what I know now

It was Christmas morning 1961
Everybody searched for Flappie
And my dad, daddy searched as well
By the trees and the water but never in the shed
Because he couldn't be in there
So I shook my head

We searched together, then we took a break for coffee
Everybody drinking coffee
But I didn't have a drop
I thought of Flappie and how cold it was at Christmas
And then I started crying
And I couldn't make it stop

Cause I was sure I locked my rabbit pen
Just like I did every night
And I checked three times just yesterday
Because something didn't seem right
And I stared at the pen
As if I knew what I know now

It was the first day of Christmas 1961
Everyone ate so loudly
But I didn't care
I could only think of Flappie, my dear little Flappie
And my appetite for food
Just wasn't there

After the soup, the main course would arrive
And my father laughed and pointed
Look, it's Flappie in the pan
I still see the silver bowl and him lying in three pieces
And I realize my dad
Is such an evil man

I left the table screaming and stamping
And I cried on my bed for hours and hours
And I stood cursing loud at the top of the stairs
Yelling: Flappie wasn't yours
I stared out the window
With the empty rabbit pen on my mind

It was the second day of Christmas 1961
Mom remembers when she woke
Daddy was gone
And I told her not to go into the shed
And if she'd just behave
She'd get something
Yummy later on