Like An
Eggshell
© by Bud Lemire on March
16, 2017
Like an
Eggshell
It was easy
to tell
She was
cracked
Her yolks
were stacked
The yellow
and white
Were in her
sight
Then she took
a bite
It was pure
delight
Cracked like
an eggshell
I was under
her spell
The Yolk was
on me
And she would
agree
I gave her a
toast
She's better
than most
To soak up
the running yolk
She comes
from good folk
I did this
for a contest at AllPoetry
about
eggshells.
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