Our blue-haired fire hazards block the aisle And verily, yea, verily, the narthex too:
“These young women these days, they just don’t know How to hide Easter eggs, in my day we had to hunt And now they just make it all easy for these kids We were up all night filling plastic eggs And these young women, they just don’t help And these kids, they just take the empty eggs away Don’t they know how much things cost these days You’d think they’d leave them for us to fill next year But no, they just leave them all over the place And we have to go around and pick them up These young women these days, they somehow think That things just happen and they don’t help at all I can’t imagine why they don’t want to work with us These young women these days…”
This was not true of the first Easter Sunday But it was probably true of the second