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Michael Edwards

THE SAD TALE OF THE UNFORTUNATE EGG

THE SAD TALE OF THE UNFORTUNATE EGG

 

 

He purchased me in a local market

and took me away in a wicker basket

and when we got home he put me in

the largest fridge I’d ever seen

the fridge was freezing cold inside

and cold is something I can’t abide

so I was not a happy egg

and before I had the chance to beg

I was taken out and put in a pot

containing water boiling hot

and I was left to sit and sweat

and it wasn’t until my albumin set

that he removed me with a spoon

and I can tell you - not too soon

then into an egg cup I was plopped

and I thought my troubles at last had stopped

so nice and cosy just like bed

till he picked up a spoon and smashed my head

and then as if things couldn’t get worse

he rubbed in salt - boy did I curse!!