111 Degrees Poem by Juan Olivarez
111 Degrees
The problem is,
Not the oil,
Not the heat,
Not the surface,
The problem is,
How do I flip this egg,
On the sidewalk.
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8/15/13 Alton Texas
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valerie Dohren
17 August 2013
Sounds pretty hot your way Juan - as for your egg, keep it sunny side up!
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5/6/2024 10:31:06 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Ha ha ha, I like it! any bacon to go with those eggs? ? ?