A Hard-Boiled Egg
You crack the shell and start to peel;
It may slide off completely.
If not, too bad, but here's the deal:
The rest won't come off neatly.
But when it's clean, it needs a rinse
In case some shell is clinging
And next comes salt, which will evince
The flavor it is bringing.
Some slice it up and others bite
While weirdos pop it whole.
Whichever way, it will delight
Despite cholesterol.
So boil one if you're in the mood,
Though we should thank the hen
For bringing us this simple food
To eat now and again.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2017
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