It instantly made me run to my holiday goodies box and dig out all my little pagan statuettes of the Evil Easter Bunny, which I placed around the Pagan Tree of Eggs of Fertility and Twinkly Lights of Imitation Starlight.
And soon, as if by Evil Pagan Magic, I will have evoked the appearance of many dozens of dyed boiled eggs and Easter Egg Shaped cookies dripping in buttercream icing.
And if I am good, very, very good, perhaps this will be the year that I catch a glimpse of the Great Bunny Himself so that I will know that all my 51 years of pagan worship have not been in vain!
You'll wake up on Easter morning
And you'll know that he was there
When you find those choc'late bunnies
That he's hiding ev'rywhere.
Oh! here comes Peter Cottontail,
Hoppin' down the bunny trail,
Happy Easter day!!!