VOL. XV, NO. 11
APRIL 5, 1974
Sly Little Fellow
By KATHY LAPOINTE
Listen my children and you shall hear
of the midnight hop of Easter bunny ears.
A funny little nose and a cute long tail,
baskets full of candy he will bring without fail.
Yes, this is the man or thing that comes every year,
sneaking in your house with sounds you can't hear.
Leaving goodies for the kids in the morning at dawn,
noticing when you get up,
a few of your own goodies are gone.
But this is his reason for sneaking away,
leaving presents instead of taking things with no pay.
So when in the morning you'll never know at all,
what a bundle he got, what a haul.
At the end of the night when you go to bed,
you'll think of the things that I have just said.
The body falls but the head finds no pillow,
for who else could have slipped it from underneath you,
None other than that sly little fellow.
Listen my children and you shall hear
of the midnight hop of Easter bunny ears.
A funny little nose and a cute long tail,
baskets full of candy he will bring without fail.
Yes, this is the man or thing that comes every year,
sneaking in your house with sounds you can't hear.
Leaving goodies for the kids in the morning at dawn,
noticing when you get up,
a few of your own goodies are gone.
But this is his reason for sneaking away,
leaving presents instead of taking things with no pay.
So when in the morning you'll never know at all,
what a bundle he got, what a haul.
At the end of the night when you go to bed,
you'll think of the things that I have just said.
The body falls but the head finds no pillow,
for who else could have slipped it from underneath you,
None other than that sly little fellow.
