My Eggs Are Perfect
The Real Word Poem for list #1, but I was too shy to post public...
My eggs are perfect
White as the moon
The truth is, I’m jealous
You have an insatiable desire to
Expand, connect, grow
Ironically enough, considering I’m the Sagittarius
I should top off my emotional cup
Why do I give you that power?
The Yolks are the perfect viscosity
Not too runny not too hard, absolutely perfect for mixing with my …
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