You get one egg for the race.
All around you, more eggs break—
Now and then, one next to you,
And dozens just over there,
And whole crates across the field.
Everywhere you turn, eggs smash,
And it’s almost casual,
This absurd carnage of eggs,
Too outrageous to shock you,
So many eggs smash at once,
And you smile grimly but run,
Run! You’ve only got one egg.
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