“Little Mary walked to school one day. She stopped to pick up a pretty daisy for a moment, sniffed it, and continued skipping on her way. “La, la, laaa, la, la-la, la laaa!” She sang.
There was a shadow ahead of her and Little Mary paused in her tracks. “Mr. Bunny!” Mary giggled and ran after Mr. Bunny. She ran over a nearby hill covered in shamrocks.
Can you say shamrocks? Sh- aahhh- mmm- rahh- ks. That’s right!
Then, of course, a giant rock landed on top of her and splattered her to death in a terrible, terrible way.”
—Old Iroquois saying
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And what happened to Mr Bunny? Did he at least give her a proper burial? Or was he the one who launched the rock at her?
I’m pretty sure it was Mr. Bunny trying to get her to shut the hell up.