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Eggscusce Me
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By Gary James Smith
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Eggscusce Me

One of my favourite pastimes
Is breakfast in the morning
Usual choice of bacon and eggs
I can make them without warning

Any moment I can find a pan
Put in some margarine
Turn the heat to the desired spot
With eyes that begin to gleam

Take the eggs when the pan looks ready
Crack it on the side
Not too hard so as not to spill
It's precious contents inside

Usually I like to have a couple
Or make that even three
Add two toast slightly browned
And I'm in ectasy!

When they whiten to where I like em
I take my flipper in hand
Not leaving them long on the other side
They're removed from the frying pan

My plate's now ready to spread them out
I do that oh so lightly
Don't want to break those tender yokes
Then it becomes unsightly

My bacon's next I like it crisp
So it stays in the pan awhile
As it turns colour begins to darken
My lips begin to smile

Ah, bacon and eggs, I can taste it now
I'm ready to enjoy my meal
The toaster pops, perfect timing
It all seems so sureal!

Move my chair so I can sit
Enjoy my meal at the table
Bow my head as I give thanks
That my God is able

Take my toast and dip it
Into the orange coloured yoke
Nothing like fresh eggs
To favour us country folk

Devouring one, then another
Heading for number three
Oops! My plate just slipped and fell
Now the yokes on me!

copyright @ Gary James
Smith March 2007

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Submitted: Friday, March 2, 2007

Last Updated: Friday, March 2, 2007

About the Poet
I came to know the Lord as my personal Saviour in January of 1972. I was married on Oct 21,1966 to my wife Linda who also loves the Lord. We have ten children and now twenty-four grand children. In Aug 2012 we got the announcement of the birth of our first GREAT grand child (a baby girl). I was thrilled to find others of like precious faith and belief in Jesus Christ. Hallelujah! What a Savior! I am presently living in Champion, Alberta, Canada but we are originally from Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario, Canada. That is where the poem Canadian Tribute to America was birthed. One Sunday as I walked across the city on my way to church I came to the top of a hill and looked across at Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan. After watching the events of the Sept 11 tragedy it was weighing on my heart and mind and the Lord gave me these words. We came to Calgary and when my oldest daughter saw this poem she said, �Dad, what�s this?� and I said a poem and she replied �Dad, that�s not a poem , that�s a song� and she then went to the piano and began to sing and play it. The result of which turned into a song entitled, A Canadian Tribute to America which she recorded on CD. garyjamessmith2005@yahoo.ca

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