Forgive me this intrusion
There seems to be confusion
My friend here is quite restless
In fact she's kind of breathless

Her basket now is empty
But she knows there was plenty
This Rabbit is ambitions
Now she is suspicious

Seems her eggs were taken
And she can't smell no bacon
Guess the Easter bunny
Is trying to be funny

Passing out her eggies
With colors made of veggies
Oh she thinks their pretty
And knows the rabbit's witty

Not one more egg to go now
I've done the best I know how
Now get another chicken
These eggs are not for pickin

Glad this day is ending
Colors now are blending
Easter eggs a given
This rabbit sure is driven.

~ Francine Pucillo ~
Copyright March 8, 2003