Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

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  • Bad Eggs

    Despite the following bit of fun, I really am quite good at cooking eggs. To me it’s an art, everything has to be finished at the same time, toast done, table set, tea made and poured. I remember the first time we had goose eggs, the lady at the campsite shop told us 20 minutes Read more