And all over the farm
Animals rested safe from harm
The chickens had roosted
The cows in the barn
Hubby and I were
Were sleeping like logs
No one snoring
Not even the dogs.
There were no dreams
The Bunny would come here
We were too old
And didn't really care.
I jumped out of bed to a terrible sound
I yelled out loud, What's going down?
I put on some clothes doubly fast
Grabbed my Dr Pepper and hid my stash
I grabbed my spotlight
And my gun
The dogs were now barking
Run, varmint, run
Out the door I ran into bright moonlight
Eager to see what was out at night
The spotlight lit the darkness like day
There's a big monster bunny not running away
The dogs were nervous.
I was too.
All I could think was
That's a lot of stew!
I was just setting the monster in my sights
When the dogs grew silent and the night became light
The monster had turned to look right at me
It asked, "Whatcha doing?" as clear as can be!
I've seen Bigfoot, Spirits and Ghosts
But a Talking Rabbit was something to toast
I thought since It could talk I would ask
What the heck it was doing in my fresh mowed grass.
It turned slowly with basket in hand
"I'm delivering Easter Spirit through out the land
People have forgotten what Easter really means
I'm spreading the word, me and my team."
I was handed a basket full to the top
With candy and eggs and my favorite pop
On the top of the basket lay
A brand new Bible to show me the way
The gigantic bunny began a Herculean hop
But in mid-leap he turned and stopped
"Disciples come in many forms.
Spread the word and be reborn"
In shock and awe I watched him depart
I knew the bunny was right deep in my heart
I heard him as he jumped up the hill
"Resurrect Easter and everyone will."
Holidays for Poets United
Credit to Clement Clarke Moore for giving me the idea by writing A Visit From St Nicholas
Couldn't have done it without you, Mr Moore.