His second desire in the morning was eggs. As morning turned into afternoon, the eggs continued to slip through his fingers. Then after a night in jail, he finally gets what he wants. But a cell mate wants his eggs too.
He woke up in the morning without a care in the world. So he peed. Then he was lured by an egg commercial. His second desire in the morning was eggs. As morning turned into afternoon, an old lady, a cashier, a mugger, then an officer kept him from his eggs. Then after a night in jail, he finally got what he wanted. But a cell mate wanted his eggs too. No Eggs.—Gabriel Lopez