A world embodied with spices,
sandwiched by two walls,so nice.
beckoning to be Free,
but it's rosy scent denys it.
It's physique so soft,
inviting all kinds to feast.
guarded by a stretchy fluffy love,
giving it a taste, so loved.

My love made me smile,
making my mind travel a mile.
My eggy sweetheart,
leaving a smile in my heart.
scrambled,fried or cooked,
still loved.
sorry, to the bready guard,
the ever faithful guard.
for all are in my gut,
making happy my pot.
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