White Castle Villanelle

I’ll tell you what I want to eat today,

and I know where to get ‘em too.
Breakfast sliders—what I crave!

I’ll tell you what again—I bet I’d save
more than just a buck or two
if I ate breakfast sliders every day.

You tell me that I don’t behave
in public places and embarrass you
just by eating what I crave,

so you always want to go to the Good Egg.
If I’ve had one egg, I’ve had a few—
at least a couple every day—

remembering days when I would play
tennis with a hangover—I’d puree
two eggs in milk, raw. I CRAVED!

Listening to what my gut says—
Dammit, here they come again!!!
I’ll tell you what I want to eat today.
Breakfast sliders—what I crave!