Mary Havran

Rookie (1950 / Ohio)

How Easter Eggs Get Their Colors


At Halloween we had more treats
Than we had trick-or-treaters
and at least one of us
living in this house
is not much of a candy eater

We had some red and green
M&Ms left over after
this Christmas season
There is some ribbon candy
left here as well for that
very same reason

Those Valentine hearts
I wrote about
Pink, Yellow, Orange
and other assorted pastel
Will likely get leftover
past their prime as well

Though Spring is not
quite yet here
In the mornings we
Have noticed
A Bunny lurking near

He seems rather hungry
seeking yummies for his tummy
and though you may think it funny
we have decided leftover candy
when ground up might be dandy
to feed to that very hungry bunny

That way he will have
exactly what he needs to make
each colored Easter egg.

Do you think for a minute
I am the kind of person
who would pull your leg?

Submitted: Sunday, February 17, 2008
Edited: Friday, March 28, 2008

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  • Rookie Duncan Wyllie (2/21/2008 3:52:00 PM)

    Ummm, well, we all seem to love chocolate but as for candy, , , sounds sweet

    He seems rather hungry
    seeking yummies for his tummy....

    This gave a giggle

    All the best Mary

    I usually say that one of the best things about having a bad memory is that we get to hide our own easter-eggs

    Love duncan XX (Report) Reply

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