If you pursue me
I shall become a fish in the water
And I shall escape you
And if you become a fish
I shall become an eel
And I shall eat you
I shall become a fox
And I shall escape you
If you become a fox
I shall become a hunter
And I shall hunt you
I shall be buried deep, deep in the ground
And you will never have my love
If you are dead, dead and buried
I will be the dust on your grave
And I will marry you, dead or alive
Some found it ironic that one who wrote so tenderly of little bunnies could be an avid rabbit hunter, but she adored it! She could keep up with the beagles on foot really well. She loved dogs and horses.