Poem: I didn't tell you to crack the egg

September 30, 2012

I didn’t tell you to crack the egg

I wanted it perfectly formed,

The shape is a beauty of nature

Think about laying an egg

Every day and what a chicken

Must feel like, but then

To know she’d sired an

Omolet, she would be very sad

I didn’t tell you to eat the eggs

I wanted to eat them with bacon and

Toast, or scramble them for a

Breakfast burrito, with beans and

Hot sauce, or perhaps hard boil

Them for a tasty sandwich, when

Mixed with mayonnaise, but you

Ate them so quickly I didn’t see how they

Were prepared, but I can smell

Fried eggs, so is that what you did?

I didn’t tell you to save the yokes

Because I only wanted the whites

Can’t you hear what I’m saying?

Jeez, it’s just an egg but you don’t want the yokes,

So I’ll throw them away

There must be something we can do

With these protein rich portions,

But being high in fat and calories

It doesn’t interest me because

I’m on a diet