"Sweet little piggies, how are you this day?
Did you enjoy your meal, are you ready to play?"
The piggies smiled and nodded together;
For the elf had promised a day to remember!
"The life of our kind is busy indeed;
But it is not a crime to reward good deeds!
You went to the market and made a great meal;
And you gave their home a wonderful feel.
It is a pity that your brother had to run back home;
But we will send him a gift that would be the envy of rome."
The piggies were excited and could not wait.
Time flew by and it became quite late.
But on the way there they found something strange;
Something just barely beyond their range.
For there on the road was a strange little bunny;
It did not move and was lying on its tummy.
"Fear not little piggies for that bunny was bad.
He did something so terrible that even santa was mad!
The piggies were curious and wondered what he had done;
And why he now lies with his back to the sun!
The fate of that rabbit is not yours to share;
For he was cruel and did not care.
To ease your worries let me tell you his tale;
It is the reason that the rabbit lies on this trail."
The piggies were nervous but excited nonetheless;
To hear the tale that the elf would confess.
"Five easter rabbits sitting by the door.
One hopped away and then there were four.
The one that ran did not go far;
It was caught by a demon and given a scar.
The demon looked and did proclaim;
Of how the scar could truly maim:
The curse on thine head will borrow deep;
It shall consume thine mind and deny thee sleep;
And as the blight continues to spread;
Your life will be forfeit, and you will be dead!
But if you seek out your brothers and bring them to me;
Then your curse will be lifted and you shall be set free.
The rabbit was torn but obeyed;
for he loved himself more than the brothers he betrayed."
The piggies interrupted the terrible narration;
To condemn the turncoat and to vent their frustration:
"How awful that must be to have a sibling so cold;
To sacrifice love for the sake of growing old!
But if in that deed the traitor succeeded;
Then how come it looks like he has been cheated?"
The elf at this did try to explain;
That the rabbit was foolish to have been so vain.
"For though the word of a demon can never be broken;
Only a fool would think that it is worth being spoken!
It was honored, you see, the terms of that trade;
But he was granted a gift that would not fade:
For his mind could feel the results of his treason;
And the pain that was caused by that terrible demon.
Four easter rabbits made a great plea.
One was taken and then there were three.
The demon cut its knees in half;
He tore off the head and ate it with a laugh!
Three easter rabbits looking at you!
One was taken and then there were two.
The demon proceeded to munch on its thighs.
He cut open its stomach and filled it with flies.
He marinated the body upon a great fire;
And devoured it in a way that was most dire.
Two easter rabbits wrapped in a bun.
One was taken and then there was one.
The demon opened his mouth real wide;
And sent it down a terrible slide!
One easter rabbit left all alone.
It had little flesh and was almost bone.
But the demon did not want to end his fun;
So he kept it alive and fed it a ton.
He tore off its tendons, its tongue and its eye;
But did it with care so that it would not die.
In time, he cut off a piece of its flesh;
And forced him to eat it while it was fresh.
It continued like this for about a week.
Until it gave in and could no longer shriek.
So the demon devoured that final piece;
And rubbed his stomach for he was getting obese.
The rabbit could see these visions quite clear;
And they would not subside even through fear.
His gaze could then no longer fall on light;
For it always gave him a horrible fright."
The piggies at this point were tossing up chunks;
And thought that elves were horrible punks.
The elf laughed but apologized all the same;
And promised that next time it would be more tame.
But before another word could be said;
The sky began to fill with dread.
"Oh, little piggies, do you not find it strange...?"
The piggies remain silent while the surroundings change;
"That you have not seen your brother since his trip to the park...!"
It was far too early for the sky to be this dark.
"Or the scar that remains across his face and heart;
But fear not little piggies for he was smart.
For unlike that creature on the road;
He will forget that he had a reason to moan!"
