Leggo My Eggo!

If only men were like eggos,
It would be so easy to say,
"Let go of my eggo..."
When some other broad
Tries to toast him
Before she eats
What's left over ...
That you haven't yet ...
To this I say, "Leggo my eggo!"

When the butter melts before the eggo's done,
It makes the butter wonder
Who's pouring the syrup,
But just like all syrup,
It has to run off -- like any loose broad
Who tries to make the move,
To this I say,
"Leggo my eggo!"


© Belinda Springer, aka Storm, January 11, 1998

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