The Bunny Stew - A twisted ode to Easter indulgence and poetic mischief

 

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🕯️ The Bunny Stew

A twisted ode to Easter indulgence and poetic mischief
Devoted to the Addams Family and Poe

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Today is the day for the bunny stew;
Keep your favorite bunnies safe and secured!
For to some dark pot,
They may be lured!
In a pressure cooker,
A bunny may be… cured.

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The yummy sound! The Yummy sound!
Let no one waste the nutriment.
For in some cultures,
your favorite cute and cuddly pet
might be nothing more than a savory,
And tasty...
Personal regret.

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The bunny stew! The bunny stew!
When Peter Cottontail hopped down that last,
dark and lonely trail...
Did he end his journey with his innards in a pail?
No! Not him! Not The Easter Bunny!
Not that one too!

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We do not eat bunnies on Easter.
At least not some.
Most share their bunnies on Easter cards.
Many more, candy is the form.
Some give stuffed bunnies as toys,
While others like their bunnies...
Alive and warm.

Are they chocolate?
Or inside are they pink?
It makes me wonder,
My stomach gurgle,
And it makes me think;

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To me it is all the same:
Be it the card, the toy,
or the product from a chocolate mold;
We are all having some portion,
Some part to play,
In the making of a bunny buffet.

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Oh Beatrix, dear, with watercolor grace,
Your bunnies wore jackets, not seasoning’s embrace.
But culture is hungry, the stew pot is bold,
And your stories feel colder when bunnies are sold.
Your name was Potter, but not that kind of pot,
And for sure, your bunnies, never were never that hot.

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But why should chickens be alone, unheard?
Their eggs go into boiling pots,
Not gently stewed, but made hard — absurd!
Cooled and painted, lined up with care,
Then left to spoil in springtime air.
No one eats those eggs — unless they dare
To stomach a sickness not fit for the fair,
And trade their hops… for trots they’ll bear.

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The Bunny Stew! The Bunny Stew!
The Real Authentic Bunny Stew!
What a tradition it could be made to be,
On Easter, when the plate is served,
And when the children cry, "A bunny?! A Bunny?! Why oh why!"
The parent can then smile and say,
"Worry not my child, it will live again on the 3rd day."

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