[i]Dinner and a Show[/i]
In the showers, soaped and lathered,
   bathed a snowy hare who'd gathered
   quite a crowd of keen observers
   touched with heat and hungry fervor—

Reaching for his rump and rubbing
   while his other paw was scrubbing
   round his chest and neck and shoulders
   roused his watchers, growing bolder—

Captivated by the cleaning,
   and the sudden saucy screening,
   and the hare's presented bottom,
   and the question—who would knot him?

Pawing, placid, at his pucker,
   searching for some nameless succour
   underneath the faucet's flurry,
   Jack was joined by sundry furries—

Craving canines, wolves in wonder—
   dogs who dreamed to go down under—
   flaming foxes feeling fruity—
   sergals seeking bunny booty— 

Half a dozen horny hunters,
   tall and tiny, screamers, grunters,
   groping, grasping, grabbing any
   part of him with paws aplenty—

After all their wanton washing,
   Jack's insides were sore and sloshing,
   yet the hare did never tire—
   found his friends back at the dryer.