The childrens' eyes get all lit up
when I break out the Paas,
we dunk and dip and dye our eggs
it splashes my "ta ta's".

A week before the hoppy eve
I raid the candy aisle
the jelly beans and chocolate bunnies
that give a basket style!

$400 dollars spent on dresses,
hose, hats, ties, pants, a purse.
Thoughts of grass and chocolate stains
could put me in a hearse!
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But oh upon that Easter morn
LATE, no one shall sleep
for they know that this once a year
for breakfast we'll eat Peeps!

I glance upon a child in church
attempting to get a booger
but he cannot find his nostril
his hand shakes from too much sugar!

Back home we start to hunt for eggs
The bunny hid them where?
The kids race and look in every corner
and under couch and chair.

The hunt now over, count the eggs
the children found just nineteen
My God, you know that you hid twenty!
In one week it will smell frightening!

For lunch you eat some robins eggs,
and the head off a bunny
and ponder that black jelly beans
both look and taste real funny. 

Cut the ham and serve the beans
for your guests, some wine you pour
And think of how you cannot wait
to show them to the door.
For Aunt Ethel she will drink too much
and start to play strip poker
Uncle Herman he will get tanked too
and then he'll try to choke her.

You bid farewell, and head to bed
but something is on your shoe
a ton of #$%$# Easter grass
stuck on with marshmellow "glue".

You catch your spouse at cleaning up
and let out a plaintive wail!
"NO! Do not wrap the Peeps back up!
They're only good when STALE!"

Another Easter gone so quickly
Yet do not think "Alas..."
For you'll remember it the next 5 months
picking up that $#%^$ Easter grass.