I’m eating more poached eggs for breakfast now.
I feel I should conserve them, but each day
When I wake up, I just think about how
Replete I’ll feel. Usually there’s no way
I’ll have time to poach eggs before I go
To work. And now, there is no such restriction.
And poached eggs make me feel so good and so
I’ll feed this warm and comforting addiction.
Poached egg on toast: that used to be the meal
My mum would make, if I was feeling ill.
And if it helps me, in these times, to deal
With everything, then eat poached eggs I will.
And if there is a shortage, don’t you dare
Suggest alternatives: nothing compares!
Tom Juniper Poetry 