I'm dreaming of a white Easter
Unlike the ones I've ever known
Where the treetops glisten
And children hasten to see
Eggies in the snow
I'm dreaming of a white Easter
With every Easter egg I buy
May your be days be merry and bright
And may all your Easter times be white
gross.
ReplyDeleteOh Stacy. You crack me up. I think you should come spend Easter with me where the sun is shining and you don't get frostbite while hunting for eggs :)
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