Put it on the ground where everyone can see it.
Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten.
Come here, put it there, little rabbit,
You’re life was meant to be short,
And mine so, so long.
I was the boot on your neck,
The trap in your hutch,
And you loved it until you were gone.
Now put your heart upon the ground where I can take it.
It was always meant to be mine,
Why did you hold out so long.
(Just working on rhythm, plus a couple lines that have been stuck in my head.)