(Tune: “Easter Bonnet”)
In your Easter bonnet
With shearling fur upon it
You’ll be the warmest lady in the Easter parade
Your beauty’s always pleasing
‘Cause when your lips are freezing
Your smile is perma-frozen for the Easter parade
On our snowmobile
We can ride the frozen lake bed
And search for the eggs Easter bunny has laid
You know that Easter’s come now
Though all your toes are numb now
So drive your dog-sled over to the Easter parade
I hope you weren't expecting anything profound.
If I ever need to plead insanity, this blog will provide valuable evidence.
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