In my lunch sack
is a hard boiled egg.
I'll let you have it
no need to beg.
Would you like
a deviled snack?
I also have those
in my sack.
Jelly beans, chocolates, hard boiled eggs? What left overs do you have from the holiday weekend? Can you write a poem from the left overs? Perhaps you'd like to try an acrostic.
Joy,
ReplyDeleteI overhead some people talking about memories of hard-boiled eggs left from an egg hunt and forgotten in the yard until their aroma reminded them again. :)
My kids always used the dog to help them find the eggs, so I never had this problem. But, I can remember using powdered sulfur on the bottom of my jeans and long sleeves to prevent the invasion of chiggers when I lived in North Carolina. It was a question of which was worse--itching for a week or smelling like rotten eggs for a couple of days. Of course my clothes had to be washed as soon as I took them off, otherwise they'd stink up everything in the laundry hamper. Rotten eggs is not a nice smell. What are some smells you don't like?
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