Bugs Bunny is an American animated character created in 1938 at Leon Schlesinger Productions, later Warner Bros. Cartoons. Bugs is an anthropomorphic gray hare or rabbit and is famous for his flippant, insouciant personality, a pronounced Brooklyn accent, and his portrayal as a trickster. He has primarily appeared in animated cartoons, most notably the Looney Tunes and Merrie Melodies series of theatrical short films. His popularity there led to his becoming a corporate mascot of the Warner Bros. company. Bugs has appeared in more films than any other cartoon character and is the ninth most portrayed film personality in the world.
According to Bugs Bunny: 50 Years and Only One Grey Hare, Bugs was born on July 27, 1940 in Brooklyn, New York in a warren under Ebbets Field, home of the Brooklyn Dodgers. In reality, he was created by many animators and staff, including Tex Avery, who directed A Wild Hare, Bugs' debut role, and Robert McKimson, who created the definitive "Bugs Bunny" character design. According to Mel Blanc, the character's original voice actor, Bugs has a Flatbush accent. Bugs has had numerous catchphrases, the most prominent being a casual "Eh... What's up, doc?", usually said while chewing a carrot.
Smokey is my apple
And green are my eyes
Silent as snowfall
I whisper good-bye
Farewell to the child
That I used to be
I hold her, she's sobbing
My baby...
The wolf and the lion
Have asked me to play
Though she told me not to
I went anyway
A pile of matches
The truth at my feet
I hold her, she's sobbing
My baby...
The cream in my tea
Spells out something to me
And they say that I'll heal by the day
But, the message I give
Kills off all will to live
I'm afraid that I'm losing my way
Burning in heaven
My destiny lies
When she read my stars
She didn't mention that night
I loved you, my Bambi
I don't want to leave
I hold her, she's sobbing my baby, yeah, yeah..
I hold her,she's sobbing
I hold her,she's sobbing
I would I were a robin's song borne upon the wind
Lilting light through morning bright
Soaring from the limb
And if I were that robin's song I'd soar without delay
And be the first thing that you hear
As you begin your day
I wish the Northern Lights were of a fabric apprehended
That from these earthbound human hands
Those lights could be suspended
I wish the northern lights were mine to hem and sew and weave
I'd make a cloak for you to wear
To keep you from the breeze
Oh all of the questions
All of the stars in the sky
Oh never the answers
Always the wondering why
I wish my hand could touch the place within your heart that's hidden
Go to you as if some ghost
That by you had been bidden
And though this world is touch and go I cannot but believe
Of all the things that touch us first
Love is the last to leave