The Egg

The Egg

A Poem by All 2 Silly
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Another silly one

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THE EGG
 
Here, attention will be paid
toward the egg and how it's laid.

An egg, and subsequential ones,
are products from a chicken's buns.
Upon completion of the work
the chicken tends to go berserk
and lets a cackle, it is said,
to very nearly wake the dead.

To fully understand this act
in human terms, it is a fact,
with size and density and all,
like trying to pass a bowling ball.
Chances are (I'll bet my shirt)
a thing like that has got to hurt!

Sorry, I digress. Let's git to
what's been sitting there in situ-
THE EGG- of which we have been talking,
object of such raccous squawking.

Passing giant lumps is tricky.
'Specially if you're just a chicky.

© 2011 All 2 Silly


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JCP
This made me crack a smile. A cute comical take on exactly how a chicken must feel when laying an egg.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on June 9, 2011
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