Smartest of the drawn ones 
acerbic King of Animation 
you grin and think your way  
out of guns and dynamite  
folded deep into a velvet suit  
of grey and white, slim arial ears,
persistent feet and lover of carrots.
Once you dressed in drag and 
an entire generation wondered;
leaning out of your dirt hole   
on one elbow as you 
hold the munch and deliver   
your signature line: “what’s up doc?” 
Man who gave you shape 
dead for twenty years and still  
you vivify the screen. You are 
the invincible one; what the creator 
wanted rabbits to be–caustic,
and occasionally mean 
free from guns and snares  
always with the last word.