Scrambled eggs

Scrambled eggs

A Poem by Jacqueline Murray
"

27 March 2014

"
You can't unscramble scrambled eggs.
Even bruises fast will fade.
But for he who mixes yolks with whisk the
milk of "P"rivacy runs dry brisk'.

You can't un-bake a cake with ease--
nor re-pod un-podded peas.
But as Cook "slaving" in the Kitchen knows,
eggs taste best when served with toes.

© 2014 Jacqueline Murray


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

Great words of wisdom.
Perhaps with a little salt of sarcasm!

Enjoyed a lot.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Nope, you can't unscramble em and you sure can't take back words either. I liked this....good rhyming and a good metaphor. There's a life lesson worth learning in between the lines. Lydi**

Posted 10 Years Ago


Has a "bite" to it AND a draw. Touch of "tude".

Posted 10 Years Ago



Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

141 Views
3 Reviews
Rating
Shelved in 2 Libraries
Added on March 27, 2014
Last Updated on March 27, 2014
Tags: humans

Author

Jacqueline Murray
Jacqueline Murray

Manhattan, NY



About
I have a tendency to fall off the map sometimes. more..

Writing

Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..