Eddie’s rabbit choked on a carrot
sounds like a joke–it ain’t
i was the one feeding it to him,
he died–now he’s a saint

Eddie got mad and chased me outside,
pushed me down on his lawn
punched me in the face–stomach, too,
punched me ’till blood was drawn

Eddie used to be my very best friend,
but now, every day, at school
he looks at me mean, but he won’t talk
and the girls think he’s moody and cool

Eddie don’t eat carrots no more,
I think they make him sad
his rabbit was cute–his name was Syl–
that rabbit was all Eddie had