The incredible edible egg (my poem)

Thursday, September 19, 2013

Eggs, eggs, eggs, who knew?
how so very close I'd come to you
Scrambled, boiled, poached or fried,
On you Oh egg, I can rely
Why do I hold you in such esteem?
Because you, Oh egg,
are my source of protein! emoticon
Happy Thursday Sparklers!! emoticon
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