An Easter Limerick

A quick little poem, off the cuff. I usually let them fester for days, but this had time restraints due to a competition…

There was an Easter Bunny

Who’s tail was soft and runny

It saddened his wife

Their lack of sex life

But he just thought it funny

The wife she started a fling

He’d be out delivering

She met up with Chuck

A pleasant young buck

And she stoked his ding-a-ling

The Easter Bunny found out

Enraged, he issued a clout

His tail grew in size

To all their surprise

Too late, now. She’s up the spout