Boiled or scrambled
They’re good either way
A little round oval
Who would have known

Just a little crack
Gently sliding down the bowl
Just a few flicks of the whisk
And pour them on the skillet

So many endless combinations
With such a little round oval
So easily cracked
Just a little slip

Still amazed where you come from
Either fresh from the farm
Or right in the store
Oh dear little eggs

But I still have a wonder
About this genius little oval
What came first?
The chicken or the egg