The rabbit turtle...

My big toe sticks out my sock and reminds me of the tweaked out turtle with the rabbit's habit.
Once a hare,
Now, a mere shell he bare's.
Slowed down by speed and tricked by the devil, dressed like a ferret dangling a chemical carrot.
That the rabbit took and took and took again and again...
Till the bunny started to look kinda funny.
What once was a happy hippidy hop...
Became a pace of slow or stop.
And the habit took over the rabbit, who now hides in a shell and pretends to be a turtle as an excuse to why he can't hop this hurdle.
Silly rabbit, out of trix..
It's the untold story of bugs on drugs...