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 Easter Egg Shell

It was Easter so of course 

Bunny popped out of an Egg,

When else would she be able 

To accomplish such a feat 

With such ease.

The wind blew just for 

Ti marie flowers,

That were withered enough,

To take the ride and with ease,

Bunny's whiskers twitched 

With ease in a most annoying way,

What's this all about,

She thought to herself.

Her achoos sent bits of egg shell, 

Flying all over the place,

With ease so much so,

That one bit escalated,

With force and speed.

Bunny, being her adventurous self

Hopped on for a ride of her life.

© gillena cox 2025

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