Life out of an egg
If we came out of eggs,
we would have had very tiny legs.
Our skin would have been soft to touch,
and chances of getting hurt would have been very much!
We wouldn't have been able to play with a ball,
or lean across a wall.
Specks wouldn't exist,
and we couldn't hit anyone with our fist!
We couldn't walk on our feet,
and we would own no seat.
Because alone; we wouldn't be able to sit,
and in one seat; many of us could easily fit!
We wouldn't hold a pencil in our hands,
neither could we wear fancy bands.
There would be no trends,
just and just friends!
Our life would be easy,
and we would become quite lazy.
Finally; this is the end,
because I've to talk to one of my friend!
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