Laid a very small egg
in such a large head.
It does not look like you.
The mirror is cracked
I yell, scrambled within.
Hair grows on this egg
without legs.
Denuded of fez looking
the mask of taste yellows.
Canadian bacon large as
my head wont come out.
Playing hide and seek with
gel monogram is deceased.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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