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Eggsactly

Eggsactly I love a boiled egg in the morning, as long as it's well boiled all through. But if it remains very runny, surprising what soft eggs can do. They make me head straight to the bathroom, two minutes I have at the best. If you think that egg can be runny, just put a soft one to the test. But boiled with a nice juicy centre, the white cooked as firm as can be, Allows me to dip in my soldiers, them wash them all down with my tea. I practised the art of egg boiling, though trying as hard as I might. The yoke always turned into granite, while liquid remained as the white . Now tell me just how could that happen, for the yolk in the centre gets hot, as all that’s around it stays colder, ……but both share a shell in the pot! This maybe the reason I married, a wonderful cook for my wife. Eggsactly the person to feed me, boiled eggs for the rest of my life! Ivor G Davies

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Date: 2/13/2016 1:54:00 PM
This made my day!
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Date: 2/13/2016 4:46:00 AM
I admire how you have coined a word for your poem's title, and delivering the message home.... Congrats Ivor, for being being featured in the poetry soup home page!!! ;-)
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Date: 4/21/2011 7:31:00 AM
Should you master the hang of it, peel, mash yellows, little mayo, salt, pepper, little "Durkee Famous Sauce", Stuff Um and Yum. We'll be over on the next boat (after the storm) Thanks...nice one...Again..
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Date: 4/21/2011 2:58:00 AM
Loved the play on words and the metaphors, eggcellent write, placed a smile on my face.
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