At the first weekend after first full moon
After vernal equinox
Infernal celebration for
the chickens and the cocks
Witches mount their brooms
Flying past the moon
Banquet with the beast that always rocks
Let me be your easter bunny
Hungry for something sweet
Let me taste your easter honey
Make the holiday complete
I will chase your easter eggs
Let me cream your hot cross buns
Easter must brings easter lust
In the setting sun
You can be my lamb
We don’t give a damned
If that dark winged angel comes
Let me be your easter bunny
Hungry for something sweet
Let me taste your easter honey
Make the holiday complete
No need to walk on eggshells
Fortune favours those who help
themselves
The last supper will make you suffer
Delightful agony
Your cruel passion fills my ration
of piscine gluttony
Read my festal letter
Good Friday just got better
With the resurrection of the century
Let me be your easter bunny
Hungry for something sweet
Let me taste your easter honey
Make the holiday complete
© David Scheutz, 2023