SUPERHERO’S LAMENT

You’d think it would be the general rule

That anyone with super powers was cool.

But you don’t receive the same kind of acclaim

When your super powers are completely lame.

I mean, some superheroes have the power of flight

Or are super strong and can win any fight.

Some are invisible and sneak around unseen

Some born with the elasto-stretchity gene

But of all super powers I’m stuck with the dregs

All I can do is make all food taste like eggs.

It’s not handy when you have a villain subdued

Unless he detests the taste of all breakfast food.

It’s not a skill of import I can provide,

Though I can switch from either poached, scrambled or fried.

So here I sit sadly on the sidelines, unneeded

My power unhelpful, which I have conceded.

Still I dream of the day in which I am the saver

Of a poor soul threatened by a lack of egg flavor.

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