WHO ATE THE EGG MAN?

The Egg man came, to me last night.
Can't remember…eggsaxctly what, was said
Can't remember if it was a dream
Split down the middle, bursting at the seams.
He fell to the floor, dripping things, of egg white and yolk.
He was shattered and broken, glued back together again.
Like a jigsaw puzzle done in Haste
By Bewildered fools in dilemma and confusion.
He mentioned his fame
His life during fables and rhyme.
How he was from some vanished time.
The time of the Egg!
Between his brow furrowed a scar. Egg hard boiled by the Sun.
Suddenly I grabbed both of his hands, to his cross-eyed
Surprise
And bit a mouthful of egg brain.
I then hallucinated, for ten daze on the verge of insanity
Awakening
Heaving, with stomach pain
And egg on my breath

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