I got egg on me was a sentence I said today
to a man in the top tax bracket.
I wonder how many eggs he’s bought in his life.
I bet his past is an eggshell massacre,
his wheelie bin a Red Lion graveyard,
his kitchen a haunted house of yolk ghosts.
I bet the man has had more eggs than oxygen,
he just doesn’t wear them on his clothes.
© Carl Burkitt 2020