I wonder if the cargo ship is at the docks,
Bringing in the goods from the northwestern seas,
My Aunt shipped the Easter candies she was about to send me somewhere in Juneau
It's alright unless I don't get them by this week.

I wonder if the bed bugs will be coming along,
Huddling around when I go to bed beside that sundown rainbow;
The sweet atmosphere is sugarcoating the coastal water
The tide is hiding the Easter eggs in an underwater burrow.