Scary Easter Egg

Painted Easter greetings miraculously appeared on a giant egg
In the middle of a field, the story goes from my cousin Meg.
The scarecrow was frightened, he hid his face from the anomaly.
We were all scared agreed a field mouse. Not me said a flea.

No one can see you, so it’s not like you were in danger anyway.
This was stated by a caterpillar, who is prickly almost every day.
I saw the flea said the rabbit who was finishing up the sign.
He was not bothering anyone, and now he is a friend of mine.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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