Two blue duck eggs
Had got me smitten
Halted my legs
Picked them to be eaten!
Had enough of the hen's
They tasted so stale
Said my clever sense
Duck eggs would serve well!
Brought home the oval two
Two pearls whitish blue
Thought it precious gotten
Lo both of them were rotten!
Pradip Chattopadhyay
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