Ode To An Omelet

You are a splendid fellow
Stuffed with mushrooms, parsley and thyme
Yours is a flavor uniquely sublime
Some, who are good enough to teach
Have filled your insides with ginger peach
A firm, quick stroke to slit your belly
And the yolk oozes out like quivering jelly
Intermingled with fine Parma ham
Though there are some cretins who substitute spam
A soggy pulp at Rose's diner
At Brennan's you couldn't be finer
Making you is quite an art
For you need such
A gentle touch to fire your heart
A skillful fold for you just begs
Lest you end up as scrambled eggs
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