Easter bunnies coming, he's getting old and fat!
He's stolen all the chocolate, and ran back down the track!
He's chewed up all the cream eggs,
Maltesers, crunches, and mars!
And took all the children’s treats,
Including there magic stars!
He stores them down his burrow,
And chomps them all year round!
Until another Easter comes,
You'll shorly make him proud.

I awoke on a cold November’s day ,
where I found a mouse on my bed did it lay .
All snug underneath my quilt ,
asleep .
Did I Nudge or push it to awake from it’s day ?
Did I scream to my mother to take it away ?
For the floor boards were creaking ,
there was a crack where carpet used to lay,
shorly it would be better off under the carpet ,
beneath the floor boards on this cold Autumble day ?
Oh so peaceful did it not rise ?
The cat hasn’t awoken ,
The birds have yet to sing ,
and there was i alone with this mouse under my quilt ! .
Yet in peace did it lay .
l hope the cat dos’nt awake ,
for in its death it may partake ?

It’s now mid day and my Mother’s walked in ,.
to wash my Sheets .
In one fail swoop It flys ,
off from my bed ,
on to the floor boards it now lies
and yes I do now  believe ,
It is now dead !

A mother's love is pure and strong!
You'll shorly miss her when she's gone!
She brought us up and taught us right!
She cuddled us through them lonely nights!
She stuck around and hung on tight!
She thought our battles when we'd fight!
She kept us clean right from the start!
She kept us safe out in the dark!
Now she's gone it's not the same!
I'll always miss that beautiful name.

Which is ❤❤MUM❤❤