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Part 4But oh dear! Mr. McLPN was trapped in the hatch of his burning Panzer tank and he was a-hollering and a-screaming fit to burst!“Kill me, please!” he requested of Bunny and Brooders. “For I am trapped and sorely afraid that I shall slowly burn to death from the legs upwards!”Brooders raised her Schmeisser and pumped a full magazine into the distressed Mr. McLPN, thereby solving the pretty little pickle they had found themselves in!When Mr. McLPN rattled and lay still, Bunny and Brooders exchanged salutes and promised to meet again next Thursday and then hurried back to their respective domiciles.Oh dear! Old Mrs. Rabbit was distraught in the extreme when she learned what her naughty Bunny had been about.“How many times have I told you about blowing up tanks!” she chided. “You are a naughty, wicked rabbit!”Flopsy, Mopsy and Topsy, who had not assaulted any armoured vehicles were rewarded with fresh lettuce and parsnips and radishes, but Bunny was sent to bed without any supper.But that was okay, because Bunny had a huge secret stash of pancakes and shoutbox cookies she kept behind the soft fluffy pink curtains, which she ate all by herself and didn’t share with anyone, so there.THE END