Mr. Fox's Armoury

Directly Brother Fox was told, He ransacked all his stores, And soon was making bags of gold And selling guns in scores.

The Brown Bear bought a blunderbuss; And when they saw the arm, The Bunnies all cried, "Don't shoot us! We've not done any harm!"

The Tiger thought revolvers best, So he bought half a score; "No guns I've had," said Fox, with zest, "Went off so well before!"

"Don't fear, my Bunnies, you'll be shot, Though each has bought a gun; I'll whisper this," said Fox: "they've got Blank cartridge ev'ry one!"