Written by Danielle E. Pasqua
Copyright © March 11, 2018
There once was a bunny
Who lived in the country
Where he was free to hop
Until one day he had stopped
A dwarf held a bag of goodies
Whatever lied in the golden sack
Kept the bunny’s sight intact
His fellow rabbits joined the stare
He knew he had to make them aware
That they had to get the bundle back
The bunnies followed the thief
To capture stolen worth to their belief
They arrived at the edge of the farmhouse
Before they were yielded by a mouse
Who said the dwarf hid the sack beneath
The bunny asked what the dwarf stole
The mouse said it was candy, not gold
But the jelly beans were one of a kind
The first manufactured in a factory line
In paradise where few angels were told
But the bunny knew he had to get
The jelly beans before the sunset
Since Sunday morning was tomorrow
And there was no other candy to borrow
Or else Easter would be a day to forget
The bunny spoke to his whisker mates
About the scarecrow at the farm’s gate
He believed the scarecrow could help
Because they couldn’t do it all themselves
And that time was too precious to wait
Then the lead bunny hopped on past
Where the scarecrow’s whistle was a blast
That reminded the hare of warm weather
Where hope for all would get better
That with the jelly beans Easter would last
When the bunny told the scarecrow
Everything the mouse had bestowed
He implied once the sack was brought
Surely the riches would be forever caught
When a gush of perfect wind would blow
The bunny hopped back on the trail
Where his companions hid behind a pail
They then rolled the cursed bucket across
To the dwarf who desired Easter loss
But he tumbled over as his plan failed
The hares entrusted this was no mistake
But they acted before the spell would break
They dragged the sack under timely wind
That’s when they saw the scarecrow grin
In his hands was an Easter keepsake
The bunnies didn’t quite see the purpose
And why the scarecrow wasn’t nervous
But the bird watcher said he was built
With straw and care, that held no guilt
Because the jelly beans were his service
That the girl who took care of him
Was an angel, who mended his limbs
That not long ago she gave him the sack
And to hide it from a dwarf named Zack
If he ever decided to take it on a whim
There once was a bunny
Who learned life wasn’t funny
That the jelly beans were unique
In a world that longed for peace
Where Easter days were sunny