If you beat the cock’s crow to the market You may find an egg I found two But one fell through the newspaper wrapping And settled there Sunny side up on the market floor As I stood momentarily stunned Wondering what to do A thin but muscled hand swooped down And in one swift, smooth movement Lifted and deposited the egg Between bearded lips Smiling Punctuated the lesson And there stood I One wink wiser. Tomas' home page | 
