That Egg... Poem by Francesca Johnson
That Egg...
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That egg.
Has it got legs?
It's moving on the table.
Is it able
to jump?
I've got the hump now
because
it's taken a leap
of three feet..
An egg
.....no more.
Scrambled on the floor.
Just a yellow mess, no less.
I'm 'tea-less'
Saturday, November 22, 2008
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