![]() Soft-boiledA Poem by Ryan Adalem![]() This is why the egg can never come before the chicken.![]()
Peel off my shell
And take a bite Of the luscious custard Held within Forget your worries, Forget your wrath And make yourself merry. Go on and take a bite But beware of the gifts I bear, They contain perils beyond measure. My gift is like a Trojan Horse And you may be left Blissfully ignorant Of imminent doom.
© 2010 Ryan Adalem |
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Added on April 20, 2010 Last Updated on May 5, 2010 Author
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