April 8, 2014

  • Rabbit

    One rabbit, two rabbits, three rabbits, four
    Three little kids each and our job is done
    The sun comes out and we all run off.

    Three little kids, six little kids, nine little kids, twelve
    One egg each and it’s Easter morn.
    Momma, momma, look  --  it’s the Easter bunny!

    This poem is an expression of my favorite Easter Bunny story.  Two families, with 12 kids between them, went camping over Easter weekend in the 1950's.  After the kids all went to sleep, the parents hid Easter eggs on the hill behind their campsite.  In the morning, when the sun rose and the kids awoke, there was one bunny hopping across the hillside.  Those 12 kids will ALL believe in the Easter Bunny!

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