One morning I felt adventurous,
I was going to try something new,
Cooking my eggs without you.
First I tried scrambling them,
I dipped them in ketchup,
And ate them my way.
My day went on fine,
Nothing was a real pain,
Just a normal day.
Just then, I felt,
A twist in my tummy,
I blamed it all on the eggs.
The next day I cooked them again,
But instead of scrambling I flattened it,
My egg was cooked, flat and shiny.
My day went on fine,
Nothing was a real pain,
Just a normal day.
Just then, I felt,
My tummy gurgle,
I blamed it all on the eggs.
I went to the doctors that day,
And found out something key,
I was allergic to eggs!
Love this! Super job on the lyrics, and I love the unique format, too!
ReplyDeleteThis is super funny and interesting! the way the poem is placed is really cool as well. I would never be able to come up with something like this! I like how the poem doesn't rhyme entirely, but still feels like a poem!
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