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Mr. Bunny hops, here and there

Hurry scurry, with nary a care

He has to gather colored eggs

For little Johnny, Mike and Peg

Baskets filled with grasses, green

And every color in between

Chocolates that seem never melt

Marshmallow peeps, expand your belt

Jelly beans, to send the sugar rush higher

He’s racing around, to fill your desires

When everything’s ready, he’ll be headed your way

Please leave a carrot for him, this Easter Sunday


March Writing Prompt:  Hurry Scurry – Day 30/31

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