The Love of Eggs

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The Love of Eggs

 

Cluck, cluck, cluck

I’m a chicken.

I dig dirt,

And lay eggs all day.

 

Cluck, cluck, cluck

But today’s no ordinary day.

I have a massive problem.

An egg is stuck.

 

Cluck, cluck, cluck

It’s no ordinary egg.

I’ve created a square egg.

How do I get this egg out?

 

Cluck, cluck, cluck

My eyes are watering.

The egg’s stuck.

Some olive oil will do the trick.

 

Cluck, cluck, cluck

Phew the square egg’s out.

Chicken hall of fame for me.

One problem, I’ll never do it again.

 

 

by Karen Hendriks

 

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