This poem is based in Anya's point of view. She explains her biggest fear. ;)
We all fear at least one thing
What is mine you ask me...
The very thing could be hanging with your keys
Yes, you heard me correct
The thing I fear most could be with your children at this moment
They could be feeding it carrots
Holding it; Thinking it is just so cute
Or even brushing it's floppy ears
Its twitchy nose is the pain flowing through you when it attacks
Its floppy ears are your legs when they are too weak to run
Its whiskers are mocking you every second
You still don't know what this horrid creature is?
It makes me shiver just thinking about it...
"Bunnies. Floppy, hoppy, bunnies." - Anya - Chosen Season 7 Episode 22