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So it's a christian celebration once again,
no not the one with the three wise men. This is the sequel, the one where christ died,
although on what date, they can't quite decide.
I know the bibles a translation of a translation, but surely an event such as your savours resurrection.
Somebody somewhere would jot down the date, the day or even month that Jesus met his fate.
Although it switches and changes, its a date
that most do not miss, it's always a Good Friday if your not in the office.
But its the sunday that I enjoy most,
with the lingering smell of a homemade roast.
But just remember when you're tucking into that sprout,
the real meaning, and what easter is really about.
It's about the apparent long, painful drawn out execution of the powerful gods only son,
Oh sorry I didn't hear you, I was enjoying my yummy hot cross bun.
Oh who am I kidding its just the same as the rest,
hardly any of you are getting out your sunday best.
The same as Valentines, Christmas and Halloween too,
with forgotten values, sweets, and Creme Egg goo.
Now I know religions can sometimes be a little bit odd,
but the Easter Bunny's weirder than any word of any god.
A giant rabbit that lays chocolate eggs,
Now somebody was definitely off of their head.
So wherever you celebrate Easter this year, church with bread & wine or at home with a beer.
Or to whichever god you choose to pray,
don't forget that Tesco's is shut all bloody day.
Which is a mild annoyance if you run out of milk.