There was a little lad, let's just call him Fred
Who early on Easter Eve, went to his little bed.
While sleeping and dreaming, this little lad of four
Did not know what was happening outside his own back door.
When dawned the Easter morning, wiping sleep from sleepy eyes,
His mother proudly told him, she had a big surprise.
She took his little hand and led him out the kitchen door
Into the small backyard where he'd been many times before.
Suddenly, he just stood still and stared at the new site.
Easter eggs on the little tree. Must have happened in the night.
With quizzical look, hands on hips and straddled legs,
Fred said, "I know the Easter bunny did it, but . . .
How did he get up that tree to lay those Easter eggs?!?!