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Bad luck--eggs are now an allergen, I shall never eat them again, No soft boiled eggs, Munched to the dregs, No fluffy omelettes for me, My lips turn blue, you see, So, I placed all eggs on a centrifuge, This is my cunning subterfuge, I rotated them in this way, Eggs flew off to space one day, Launched as astronauts, Chooks can't fly, I thought, Bad luck-eggs are now an allergen, I shall never eat them again!
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Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 4:18 PM UTC
THE VICTORIAN EGG BOARD....
Bad luck--eggs are now an allergen, I shall never eat them again, No soft boiled eggs, Munched to the dregs, No fluffy omelettes for me, My lips turn blue, you see, So, I placed all eggs on a centrifuge, This is my cunning subterfuge, I rotated them in this way, Eggs flew off to space one day, Launched as astronauts, Chooks can't fly, I thought, Bad luck-eggs are now an allergen, I shall never eat them again!
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Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 4:18 PM UTC
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