The Hopaclypse been!

  • NB: You pronounce it Hop-a–clips!!

    I just felt an aftershock earthquake, so it must be a reminder that the easter bunnys just come.

    The Hopaclypse Been!

    There had been some terrible shaking,
    And inside the houses, things were a mess…
    It was easter of course, so it was to be expected,
    For we all know thats when the Hopaclypse happens.

    And at last when the Hopaclypse had come and gone
    People went outside to check all around
    And it was obvious to all who looked about,
    The landscape was littered in foot prints
    All bunny shaped of course.

    There was many broken trees and fences
    Yet amazingly no ones home was dented,
    They had survived such a terrifying night
    When the easter bunny hopped
    Around the world in delight

    The evidence of his coming was very clear,
    Not just bunny shaped foot prints either…
    There is large giant chocolate stains, left and right…
    Possibly from a huge chocolate bar he carries while he jumps,
    The children however don’t seem to mind,
    Chocolate I guess is wonderful,
    No matter the kind.

    But the night was not yet over,
    Oh no…
    There was still many hours left to go!
    And as a constant reminder of what had just been
    Afterstomps shook the ground,
    As he continued his journey.

    As scary as it may seem to some
    From Blocktopia, the Blocktropolis
    To Lord Pig Pig-a-lot’s Kingdom of Pigglylot
    One can’t help but look in awe
    At how this 300 or more, foot tall bunny
    Can hop around the world.

    And we must be thankful,
    Yes we must,
    That he leaves so much chocolate about!
    For his stains are so big, for he is rather tall!
    That we can make chocolate eggs,
    And live off chocolate for days to come.

    So despite the bad,
    That happens every year
    I think I can put up with the bunny scare.

    Now please excuse me
    While I take a break,
    I must inspect some chocolate stains…
    And ummmm…. maybe taste.


    April 24th, 2011 | Matty Angel | No Comments |

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Matty is a 37 year old girl who is an Autistic Poet, Writer and Artist and lives alone in Christchurch New Zealand with a kitty! Matty has given many talks on autism and about being unique in a world that's often not accepting, Matty has also engaged with artist and worked on Art projects Matty usually works on an Art project at the same time as a writing one! This means posts can be a bit delayed!

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