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I'm not all that different From doctors and surgeons I search for sharp eggshells In brownie batter It's a grueling task Yet, one I can't miss Without my extraction My dessert is displeasing My grandfather's surgeons Are similar to me They search for the blockage - A distasteful one at that Hands search And scavenge They use medical instruments I have utensils of my own Both certain that sharp eggshells Harm the entirety There are times I Come up short The pesky shards Are difficult to find And I am afraid Of the doctor's similarity to me I pray they find the eggshells Inside my grandfather's arteries
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Mar 13, 2016
Mar 13, 2016 at 11:04 PM UTC
Searching for Eggshells
I'm not all that different From doctors and surgeons I search for sharp eggshells In brownie batter It's a grueling task Yet, one I can't miss Without my extraction My dessert is displeasing My grandfather's surgeons Are similar to me They search for the blockage - A distasteful one at that Hands search And scavenge They use medical instruments I have utensils of my own Both certain that sharp eggshells Harm the entirety There are times I Come up short The pesky shards Are difficult to find And I am afraid Of the doctor's similarity to me I pray they find the eggshells Inside my grandfather's arteries
For LG Hoping the doctors put the forest fire out. Praying they find the eggshells I so often miss. I love you.
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Mar 13, 2016
Mar 13, 2016 at 11:04 PM UTC
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