Easter Bunny

I have another poem to add.
This one is less serious and a little more funny.
I think it sounds better out loud though.

Twas the night before Easter and the kids were asleep
With hopes of baskets full of peeps
And the bunny bringing these sickly treats—
Munching and loving the treats he keeps
… Or is it she?

And the morning will come
And the kids will scream and the chickens will cheep
And the family will torture these little peeps

They’ll stick ‘em with tooth picks and set ‘em on paper
Put them in the microwave and watch ‘em get bigger!

Until … POP!!!
The yellow one’s down and the pink wins!

What has our world come to?
Now Easter’s known as the day of the peeps
I wonder if the bunny sees what’s going on with the treat she brings
While munching on the ones she keeps