Day 55: Two Eggs (The lighter, more kid-friendly version)

So, yesterday, I got an excellent critique on Two Eggs from my friend Carolyn. She felt that I made the eggs too human and likable to turn them into breakfast. I had thought about that, but my feeling was that the farmer sort of represented the Hand of Fate, in that when the one egg says, "Are we gonna be fried?" And the other egg answers, "That's for them to decide," it was making a statement about how there are things in life over which we have no control, and there's a need to sort of accept that. But my daughter totally agreed that she didn't like the eggs getting eaten, and my goal here is not to distress kids. So here is the revised version:

Two Eggs
By Batsheva 1/24/10

Two eggs in a nest
One brown
One white
Each one perfect
In the other one’s sight

When White said to Brown
“How ya doin’, Caramel?”
Brown answered White,
“Hey, Vanilla, just swell.”

Two better friends
There could never be
Than these two different-colored
Eggs, you see

Then one fine day
The farmer came by
Took a look at the eggs
And said, "Oh my!
I think these eggs
Will be hatching soon."
And that's just what they did
That very afternoon.

Now the farmer had figured
That one chick would be brown
And the other one white
But that's not what she found.
No, those two different eggs
One brown, one white
Each one perfect
In the other one’s sight
Cracked right open
And the farmer spied
The chicks were exactly
The same
Inside.