easter poem
Easter Isn’t Easy
I heard a funny bunny say,
just go nuts on Easter day.
I hide about a zillion eggs
And baskets tangle up my legs.
I’m tired, my eyes are full of tears
And overflowing to my ears.
If I’m to work more Easter Days
At my age I should change my ways
know I must do something rash
So I’ll start saving all my cash
Then next year, with a little luck
I’ll deliver in my pick up truck.
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