"I'm a peddler by trade; by trade, and by golly, by golly, by golly, I deal in magic, and moonbeams, and pretty, pretty colors. Ohhhhh, yes. I could sell you the most perfect pink, or the most blissful blue, or a simply euphoric yellow."

"But Peter was so sure he'd win the next day, that instead of getting lots of sleep, he had a big party with all his friends, and it was very late when he finally went to bed."

"You see? It was magic bubble gum, guaranteed to seal the lips of an alarm clock rooster. Those bubbles cock-a-doodle-dooed so far away, Peter never heard them. He slept on and on and on, all through Easter day."

"Now, nobody wanted an egg from an unpleasant old bunny like Irontail. As a matter of fact, though he tried all day long, he was only able to give away one single egg. However, since Peter slept through Easter and didn't deliver any eggs at all, Irontail won, and he now ruled April Valley."

"And because the control wires were all fouled up, Easter was lost, and they crashed right down in the middle of Mother's Day."

""I shall hide these eggs where you'll never find them again." [cackles] That's exactly what Irontail said, and he meant it. Here, see for yourself."