Keister

The bunny hunt, an egg appears
I can wipe away my tears
Four years old and filled with strife
But now all is well within my life
I've found an egg, my victory is sure
Wait someone found two? My vision blurs
Tears again stream down my face
Frantic I search like I'm running a race
Behold another, and another still
Eggs of color, my basket does fill
Time is called, the counting done
I've won the hunt, I've won, I've WON!
I've kicked all my foes right in the keister
And to all of you I wish a Happy Easter

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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.