Mum Do Rabbits Lay Easter Eggs....For Easter Poem by Kaila George

Mum Do Rabbits Lay Easter Eggs....For Easter

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As we gathered every year

At the family Easter brunch

My son asked me a most grievous and serious question

Looking at me with concern scratching his head

Looking confused he watched as I placed the foil wrapped chocolate egg in our pretty Easter bag

Leaning forward he whispers into my ears

'MUM, do rabbits really lay chocolate eggs'

Caught off guard and not too sure what to say


I hmmm and ahhed at what to say

'The story gose like this my son'

“A long time ago”

“When giants roamed this land there lived a boy “

“Who was curious just like you and he had heard about the goose that lay golden eggs? ”

“So off he went to explore for the goose that lay the golden eggs.”

“But mum what as that got to do with rabbits laying Easter eggs”

My thoughts racing madly for a solution

“This is where you will be in the know”

“You see the golden goose had a brother that lay chocolate eggs'

My son’s mouth dropped open as he fell in silent awe

“As you well know the gooses were owned by a giant”

“This was indeed a problem for our young friend”

So as we haunted for our Easter eggs my story unfolded

“The boy had found the giants castle and as he had made his way to the giants layer he meet many helpful magical folk”

“One was a wise old witch that had given him one wish and advised him to use it wisely”

“So the young man watched as the giant made his way towards a long bean stalk that had sprung up over night by some young wipper snapper called Jack”

“So knowing he must not yet be found the young boy Frank went and followed young Jack up the bean stalk”

The story of Jack was well known by all and the idea came to me with a thunderous applause to mine own ears of course

Frank remembered what his many colourful friends had said, ‘you must never be found out at about what is to be done’.

“You must grab that goose that lays the golden egg and heed our words, you must do so in quite, or your head will indeed roll”

“So following young Jack right up that bean stalk, our young hero, followed in quite without making a sound”.

“But mum, this still does not explain about rabbits laying chocolate eggs”

Looking at my son with a quite heartfelt smile I say as I smile, ‘this my boy is where the story gets interesting’

Then nodding his head he awaits to hear more as I quietly lay the chocolate eggs in our basket

“Jack runs amok in the giants castle atop, and finds what he can to carry back home”

“As you well know son, Jack at this point grabs for the magic harp and the golden goose that layed those eggs”
He nodded his head and eyes opened wide in anticipation

“Jack found he could not carry that extra goose, so left it behind in his rush and haste”

“Now our hero Frank, needed a plan to get his hands on the chocolate laying goose, if anything
At least he will have a goose that lay chocolate eggs”

“Then just as he was about to grab said goose, the Giant came home yelling FE FI FO….who dares to lay claim to my magical harp and my Golden Goose.”

My son piped up ‘OMG MUM…you mean to say Frank was watching all this…he saw the giant trying to kill young master Jack’

Nodding my head and I quietly said, ‘Now would you like to know how one particular Rabbit can lay Easter Chocolate eggs’

‘Oh yes please, can you please continue the story of how RABBITS CAN LAY CHOCOLATE EGGS! ! ! ’

“Well the story of Jack must be told so we had to let him go with both harp and golden goose”

I winked at my son as I continued the story of how the Easter Bunny laid chocolate eggs, by now we were joined by his cousin in tow, each of them asking about the story being told

My boy with relish filled them all in about the story behind Jack and the beanstalk…and how our hero Frank was quite as a mouse and followed poor jack right to the giant’s house.

As I looked at expectant faces begging for more, I knew I had to come up with a story galore, my sisters looked on in looks that said in volumes explain this one sis.

As I sat on the ground with the kids all around, our baskets laden with Chocolate eggs galore, my mind came up with a wonderful end, ‘Well kids would you like to hear how one particular Rabbit can lay chocolate eggs’

They all said at once…’ YES PLEASE’…and I nodded my head to continue the story that had never been said

“As you all know the story of Jack who climbed up the beanstalk…oh yes we were up to the part where the giants yelled FE FI FO…etc…etc…as our hero Frank watched Jack being chased, the goose that lay the chocolate eggs was left behind…thinking quickly…Frank still had one wish…if he was to get said goose past the ever watchful eye of the giant…then he was to think of something fast...then he smiled”.

As he thought to himself….’I still have a wish…hmmm…what if I was to turn said goose into something else…something the giant would never think of looking for…but I would need to keep those lovely chocolate eggs from coming…then just by chance…a rabbit came into site…hmmm…the giant would never think of a Chocolate laying bunny…NO…GOOD GRIEF..That sounds too absurd, but Easter is near and they do have those wonderful colourful eggs every year…hmmm.

So taking his stand close to the goose…he closed his eyes for just that one wish…instead of a chocolate laying goose, he wished it to be a chocolate laying rabbit…with a wonderful downy white suite, sparkling brightly with a rainbow vest.

“OMG MUM did he really wish for that…what a silly man”….smiling at my boy I said ‘I have not finished the story yet’…’so hush’…ops sorry mum”

As Frank stood next to his rabbit in disguise, he quickly grabbed a basket close by…placing said rabbit in the bag…oddly enough it laid its chocolate eggs...FE FI FO FUM, I SMELL THE BLOOD OF AN ENGLISH MAN…YELLED THE GIANT…wait where is my chocolate laying goose.

Our hero Frank bowed slowly to the Giant with a plan forming in his head…I am but a humble peasant here to give you some Easter Cheer…my mother has made you some wonderful chocolate eggs for this Easter cheer and hopes you like them as much as your own Goose laying chocolate eggs but sir…I must let you know that Jack…that bad fellow took your Golden Goose, and the Giant left in a rush, and we all know how the story goes with Jack and the Giant that lived on top of the beanstalk…don’t we.

Our hero Frank was left behind holding a basket with a goose disguised as a rabbit…but alas he had only the one wish…so he was unable to return that rabbit back into a goose. He followed the giant to the beanstalk but alas was stuck in the clouds

Frank had found a new home…the giant was gone…there was no one to take care of the castle…there was one way he could get back to ground…a magical cauldron that could take him back once a year around Easter…just about the time he could deliver his chocolate Easter eggs….and that is how we have the Magical Easter Bunny that lays eggs every Easter… THE END

My son looked up into my eyes and smiled….then said with a grin “that was a grand tale MUM…Say it again! ! ! ’…all I could do was smile…and retold the story of old.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

Delightfully funny.Made my day..Happy Easter a ten..

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