Easter is easing nearer along with hatching chicks and bunnies’ tricks.

If geodesy determines Earth’s spacing, does geo-egg-esy predict holiday’s lacing.

Ruralpolitans find farm-fresh gifts each sunrise, ensuring they will never return to honks, toes stomped, and lies.

Shells no longer incarcerate their yolk-folk for the Chicken King has woken from its sleep and, as such, has inspired ever-life and pets of fluffiness and happiness in saccharine Peeps.

Atrese tried to in-fit the situation, but sertea said that the moment belonged to another. Then, the reetas reminded that they once heard the trasee talk about the mythical Jabbereocky, which, it out-turns, is not associated with Easter in any way, but is connected every *other* way. ; )

Some miracles are cracked up to be what? “Easter, of course!”, yeahed the hopping horse. ; )