Egg White tells his eggs the hunt is off—Easter is cancelled. |
’Twas the day before Easter and out on the lawn Egg White stood by the hedge looking troubled and drawn. He had gathered the Easter eggs all one-by-one to announce that this year’s Easter egg hunt was done. Fellow eggs, I regret to inform you this news; as your leader I must say it gives me the blues. Yet I tell you that Easter is cancelled you see, and like you, I am hard boiled egg misery. I was not given reason for this major turn, but I do feel, within, my white albumin burn. We donned fine Easter colors for all to enjoy; it is pleasure for us, and for girl and for boy. In the ranks was a stirring of yellow and pink; eggs of green and of those who seemed right on the brink. As the news of, No Easter, sunk into each shell, even Egg White himself grew a little more pale. There was lean in each egg both in front and in back; then a question was posed from a member named Zack. He inquired of White if the Bunny did know that this Easter was cancelled—the hunt a no-go. Quite annoyed was Egg White, yet the question was sound; in an Easter egg hunt, Easter bunny is found. So he tucked down his pique and he feigned some delight in his leadership role telling all of this plight. I will tell you my eggs, as he shot Zack a leer, that the Bunny’s been told and he will not be here. We will not see long ears nor his big bunny feet; as I heard from the hare, things will not be so sweet! Right away was Egg White filled with sense of dismay; being truthful to his Easter eggs was his way. He would have to come clean with his eggs all in line; and conveying the truth would give him peace of mind. Though the Bunny had sworn me to keeping things mum, I will tell you, my eggs, that I’d feel like a bum and indeed all the while I’d have egg on my face, since the Bunny can’t come due to shelter in place. 36 Lines Anapestic Tetrameter Writer’s Cramp Winner 4-13-20 |