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by Valley Hennell These damn pesky eggshells sticking to my shoes They're making me curmudgeonly and achingly verklempt Behold this weary bugaboo stuck to a nervous grin Curdled by anxiety and cudded with defense And lo behold my love curled kitty cozy in a ball Scrambled, over easy, Benedict or Mexicana Oh yes the grave is coming soon or later to our town So listen, friend, it seems this moment may be all we've got So let's meet on the reef tonight beside our common sea Turn our eggshells into oysters much too hard to crack
ABOUT THESE EGGSHELLS
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