When satan Stole Easter (a parody of “How the Grinch Stole Christmas”)

It was quarter past dawn, as he pondered the facets, Of this feast day called Easter, and he couldn’t get past it. All the Whos in their beds, though he wished they were caskets, All the Whos still a-snooze when he packed up his basket, Packed it up with their fried fish! Their chocolates! Their […]