Typewriter Rodeo: Belated Eggs

Each week, the Standard reaches out to Austin’s Typewriter Rodeo for a custom poem on Texas topics.

By Sean PetrieApril 29, 2022 10:10 am, ,

The Easter holiday has come and gone. But do you ever wonder if all those hidden eggs have really been found? Shelf-stable candy might not be a huge cause for concern. But those real eggs… That was the inspiration for this Typewriter Rodeo poem.

Belated Eggs

It’s been several weeks
Since Easter passed
What is that smell
Like rotten gas?

It’s emanating
From my workplace cubicle
And I just can’t shake it
Like a nagging cuticle

I’ve searched my desk
And under my chair
That smell seems to be

It was all fun and games
Hiding that egg
But please let me find it
Easter Bunny, I beg!

I can’t work anymore!
Until I am rid it!
But there’s no one to ask —
I’m the one who hid it.

photo of the typewritten poem on a torn piece of paper

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