Egg Salad Amour Poem by michael Smajda

Egg Salad Amour



I'm going to hand carry a basket
A dozen fresh eggs to you.
And have you make a salad
As only you know how to do.

I'll open up a bottle of wine
And toast to you my gratitude, dear.
I want to thank you for loving me,
Making me the happiest man of the year!

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