As it’s nearly Easter I thought I’d be topical for a change, instead of just odd.
If you’ve read any of the other material on my blog so far, you’ve probably noticed my love of silliness, and sarcasm. You won’t be let down here, I promise.
Anyway, here it is. “The Easter Bunny Song”. It never became a song as I mistook my guitar for an Easter egg and ate it, but “The Easter Bunny Poem” just sounds rubbish.
Warning: if you take things too seriously, please ignore.
The Easter Bunny Song
I’ve always thought it rather funny,
Just think about the Easter Bunny.
And what do bunnies always do??
Parents mustn’t have a clue.
They let him in on Easter morn,
He sneaks upstairs to their young born,
Armed with chocolate to lure them in
On the day that Jesus was cleansed of sin…
I have a solution which may sound bitter,
We should lock him up with Gary Glitter.
Then like and like can shag like bunnies,
I think that image is kinda funny.
We’ll round them up – get Santa Claus!
The bogey man, and the tooth fairy of course.
And the ultimate voyeur, the Man in the Moon.
We’ll get our human rights back soon.
I hate to live in a society
Where this kind of thing can happen to me
So I’m going to save you all from this,
But I’ll save you first if you’ve got nice tits.
Copyright © Matty Millard 2012