It's bonfire time and things look good for the villagers of Nutwood.
But one last item must be found so Rabbid and pals search around.
They comb the the wood for leaves and twigs with sacks to gather all the sprigs.
The pals bring all that they can hold save parley pig who alone walks bold.
Next day where the pals agree to meet Rabbid sees Parley who fails to greet.
Why does he sneak off on his own through the undergrowth all alone?
He rushes off in some great hurry so after him does Rabbid scurry.
Rabbid follows the path so brightly and spots an object shining so brightly.
Startled he bends and points a finger and for a moment dares to linger.
What is down in the bushes through the undergrowth Rabbid pushes.
It's like someone has laid a trail in the darkness his nerves don't fail.
He falls into some kind of pit but how will he climb out of it?
A bright light dazzles and then a voice "Who's that," he cries, he has no choice.
Before in protest Rabbid can shout,
He's caught in a net, dragged up and out.
Lifted up by some unseen hands he's freed and in the glare he stands.
"Autumn Elves," he gasps in surprise with angry expressions Rabbid spies.
Three of the little fellows stare with evil glanes at the poor rabbit.
Blindfolded, with one elf leading sounds of silence, there's no pleading.
Up three steps and through a round door Rabbid thinks he's been here before.
They're taking him to see their chief,
Accused of being a sparkler thief.
A rail car speeds with quiet hum on winding track until it's done.
"Here he is, caught him red-handed," says one elf once they have landed.
The chief remembers Rabbid's help
"Oh please, sir," comes a little yelp.
Your story is really awesome butt sad