Egg of Life
Egg of yesteryears,
Fave of younger years.
It's hot, but it cools.
It's a meal and it heals.
It switches you to good mode,
Even when you're on beast mode.
Your mood turns true
Even when you're blue.
An eggless life is woe
Tastes even better than roe.
"Balut" is the name
Worthy in the Hall of Fame.
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