The Easter Bunny🐰 Poem by Sandra Black

Where are my eggs?
Hollered Mrs.Brown as she checked her coop
Are they lying there by the upturned hoop?
Where have my eggs gone?
She cried in despair
Little did she know
A bunny stole it from her lair
As she caught a snooze
A bunny hopped right in
Stole each rotund egg
And put them in his bin
Stole it from under her sleeping nose
& gave each a good lick
Why naughty bunny you just earned yourself a tick
He carried them to bunnyland
& there it was processed
For Easter you have these delightful shelves of eggs
That leave children possessed