Silly Poems

Eggs

When I was little I hated eggs.
Mommy said I needed them to grow strong legs.
She tried, and she tricked me to eat one every day.
But if I'm gonna eat them there is only one way.

Crack them and mix them, put them in a cake
and I'll easily eat at least seven or eight.

Now that I'm older I know she was right,
although, eggs still give me a fright.
I'll cook them and eat them like all of you
do, although I still think they taste like goo.

Eggs are great though, I have to admit,
without them chocolate cake would just be sh**.