As soon as they had passed little Benjamin Bunny slid down into the road and set off with a hop skip and a jump to call upon his relations who lived in the wood at the back of Mr McGregor's
That wood was full of rabbit holes and in the neatest sandiest hole of all lived Benjamins aunt and his cousins Flopsy Mopsy Cottontail and Peter Old Mrs Rabbit was a widow she earned her living by knitting rabbit wool mittens and muffatees I once bought a pair at a bazaar She also sold herbs and rosemary tea and rabbit tobacco which is what we call
