Another Story of Easter
The Easter Bunny came a day too late
And the impatient kiddies had to wait
For their anticipated sweet goodies.
Easter morning… such a disappointment…
‘Cause Rabbit didn’t keep his appointment.
No jelly beans, colored eggs, marshmallow peeps.
There were cries, tantrums and angry tears…
Then sarcastic curses from the little dears…
Betrayal’s taste, bitter in their mouths.
On Monday, Bunny rose from his bed early.
Unknown to him… the children, still squirrelly,
Were planning an unexpected greeting.
Bun bounded off to fulfill his late chore
But as he hopped to the first door,
He, with basket brimming, was seised.
Led quickly to kitchen and the awaiting stove
Bunny’s fears rose as his hopes dove…
He sensed what was coming his way soon.
You see, now a days children are raised selfish…
And when wronged, angels can become devilish.
Such was the case, this day that followed Easter.
Feeling entitled to what was their due…
Their recompense: biscuits and rabbit stew.
For them, an especially tasty feast indeed.
Surely a lesson lurks within this allegory…
Nah… Twas merely a silly Stash holiday story.
(Hey! Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.)
Stash