"Bad Bunny": A Children's Story Book

BAD BUNNY STORY

BAD BUNNY

Created by: Lana Huong Nguyen

Once upon a time, in a barn worn and gray,

Lived a bunny unnamed, locked up every day.

With no clue where he came from, no home he could find,

Just a storm in his belly, a plot in his mind.

Was he a wild hopper? A pet from the town?

It didn’t much matter — he’d been locked down.

Behind iron bars, in a cage much too tight,

He dreamed of the day he’d bounce into the light.

He peered through the cracks where the sunlight would sneak,

And longed for the world, oh so vast, so unique.

The light danced and shimmered — it teased, it was free!

And all that he wished was,

“Why not me?”

The barn sat on land full of peace and delight,

But inside that barn? Oh, a far different sight.

For inside the bunny, a fire was brewing,

A storm of rebellion, a vengeance worth doing.

He’d had it with cages, with humans, with gloom —

Enough was enough! It was time for BOOM-BOOM!

With paws soft as pillows, yet strong as a bear,

He ripped those bars open and shot through the air!

He bounced and he bounded, he zipped and he zoomed,

He dashed down the hall like a fuzz-covered boom.

With his heart thumping wildly, his whiskers askew,

He sniffed at the breeze — it was fresh, it was new!

Out in the fields, with the sky big and bright,

He spun in the grass, then screamed with delight.

“This world is for bunnies! For creatures like me!

For carrots and hopping and living all free!”

But no time to dawdle, no time for a nap —

He had work to do, there were humans to slap.

With fury and fluff, he tore through the ground,

Yanking up carrots — they zoomed out with a sound.

He built a great mountain, so orange, so tall,

A carrot volcano about to downfall.

One more, just one more, might topple the stack —

But then a strange hole caught his eye, way out back.

He stomped to the hole with a curious twitch,

And peeked inside like a fluffy-nosed snitch.

And what did he see, in that pit deep and wide?

A Carrot Cannon 2000 inside!

It sparkled, it shined, it glowed with a gleam,

A weapon of veggies, a bunny’s wild dream.

“Who leaves this behind? Who’s lost all their wits?

This cannon’s for me! It’s a perfect fit!”

He loaded it up with a carrot or ten,

Then spun like a whirlwind and cackled again.

With a click and a whoosh, it roared to full power,

It hummed like a thunderstorm, shook like a tower!

Carrots shot out like comets on fire,

Each one a missile of vengeance and ire.

He leapt in the air, spun thrice with a cheer,

The Bunny of Chaos was finally here!

“No bars! No cages! No fences! No traps!

I’m freeing all bunnies — and taking no naps!

The humans will tremble, they’ll scream, they’ll despair,

When carrots rain down from the sky through the air!”

He launched through the fields with a giggle, a dash, blazing through bushes, with carrots to smash.

The castle ahead, so peaceful, so neat —

But soon it would quake from his carrot stampede.

With the sun sinking low, he stood on a hill,

The world in his paws, the air calm and still.

A kingdom of cages, all ready to fall —

For the Bunny of Fury would free them all!

And with a twitch of his nose and a swish of his tail,

He let out a laugh like a high-pitched gale.

For bunnies united, no bars and no fear,

And carrot-fueled chaos would soon be here!