Now where should I look to find Easter eggs?

      Could anyone give me a clue?

But there in the shop, well guess what I found?

      A box of six eggs and all blue!

 

The eggs were then boiled until they were hard;

     Then out came my paint and my brush.

I painted my eggs with patience and love

      And took time for there wasn’t a rush.

 

At Easter, my eggs were quite proudly displayed

      In a dish for my family to see.

And everyone took one, and said, one and all,

     That the best eggs were given by me.

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