Rabbitry.
Flayrah when I'm hungry,
And bink when I'm high
When Inlé-rah comes for me,
I'll lay down and die
Wry Whiskers, Wry Whiskers,
Wry Whiskers my doe
If you don't love me Wry Whiskers
I surely must go
I'll abandon my owsla
and find a new town
Or live my life hlessi,
Alone and atharn
Make flay when I'm hungry,
Hlaozen when I'm dry
Bob-stones when I'm hard up
and Inlé when I die
Wry Whiskers, Wry Whiskers,
Wry Whiskers I sigh
If you don't love me Wry Whiskers
I surely will cry.