By Tammy Fuller The bunnies were busy packing their goods. The eggs were all colored so pretty and bright, All things were "go" for the big, special night. In hopes that the Bunny soon would be there. My little brother Sam was asleep in his bed, While visions of Easter eggs rolled round his head. I had just settled down for a quick little nap. When outside the window I heard a great noise, I sprang from my chair and jumped over some toys. The moon on the meadow cast a bright golden glow And the wind blew the flowers to and then fro. Came some lively bunnies, hopping here, hopping there! Leading the group with ears long and funny Was a plump all-white rabbit... That's right...the EASTER BUNNY! The rabbit called out and then there were more. "Come Peter! Come, Flopsy! Come, Benny! Come, Joe! Now hop along! Hop along! Hop along! GO!" With baskets of eggs. (Let's hope they don't drop)! Just at that moment, on the porch down below, Came the stomping of feet 'Twas the rabbit I know! Through the door came the rabbit with a leap and a bound. He was furry and soft from his head to his feet. To see him so close was really quite neat. Easter eggs galore he soon would hide. His eyes were all twinkles, His nose was so pink, And I can't be too sure but I think he did wink. That bobbed up and down like a boat with a sail. A twitch of his nose and a flick of his ear Was his way of saying "You've nothing to fear" Hiding the eggs and leaving no doubt, That the Easter Bunny had come like he does every year... Bringing baskets of happiness to children so dear  By Larry Bowser - Revised by Scott Emmons Fred, the mouse in the kitchen, snarfed down a late snack. The eggs were all dyed but still drippy and sticky-- to be honest, they looked just a little bit icky. And as Fred stuffed his face, he signed, "This is too much!" Phil and Rose were in bed watching late-night TV, While munching saltines with low-sodium Brie. It shook Phil and Rose, really gave them a fright. Phil's hair stood on end, and his eyes bugged out big-- Rose whipped off the covers and knocked off her wig. They lunged to the window, yanked open the blinds-- What they saw was amazing; it boggled their minds: soared a mini-van drawn by eight overgrown chickens! At the wheel sat a bunny -- cute, fuzzy, and fat-- In designer blue jeans and a Panama hat. As the van driver called to each hen in his crew: "Now, Ashley! Now, Sheila! Now, Kelsey and Bo! On, Bethany, Liza! On, Daphne, on, Flo! Nearly wiped out the shrubs and the barbecue pit! Then up on the roof, much to Phil's consternation, they squawked of egg prices and space navigation. "If you guys don't shut up, we'll get thrown in the slammer!" Fuzzy hopped down the chimney, amidst all this racket, And emerged from the fireplace, adjusting his jacket. Not your average bozo, not your typical hare. His ears were enormous; his huge overbite was right under a nose like a pink neon light. His manner was smooth, he was hip, he was cool; This floppy-eared bunny was no fuzzy fool. I'm not selling storm windows, won't audit your taxes. I'm just here to bring your some fun and delight. Eat, drink, and be merry! Let's party tonight!" Those birds and their bunny just being plain folks. Then flop-ears said, "Hey, friends, we've had quite a ball, but my chickens and I are now due in St. Paul!" And he yelled to his chicken team, "We're outta here!" As the mini-van rose in the 3 a.m. sky, He called out, "Later, Phil! And to you, Rose, good-bye!" As he sped out of sight, his two friends heard him say, "HAPPY EASTER to all! Have a beautiful day!"
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