One egg, two egg – the EoMEoTE#10 Dr Seuss round-up

I’m the host,

I like toast.

I like eggs on eggs on toast.

Make them salty, make them sweet

Egg and toast’s just up my street.

You can make them in a pie;

With some bacon you can fry.

Bake ’em in a custard tart,

Make ’em novel – that’s the art.

Add some verse, add some rhyme

You’ll be applauded every time!

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Alanna is the veggie chick

New dishes give her such a kick

Have and onion – no have two!

And here is what we’re gonna do:

Slice ’em, dice ’em, come and see –

Cook them one day, two days, three!

With toasted bread and scrambled egg

You won’t just ask for more – you’ll beg!

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I am Steve,

I like to cook

My dishes do not come from books.

My ideas are big and teeny-weeny,

I use up lobster and zucchini.

I toss in eggs and make a tart –

And simple fare becomes an art!

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Ruth‘s our girl up in Toronto

She’ll whip you up a breakfast pronto.

She likes her eggs a little green

It’s unlike anything you have seen

Don’t like green eggs without the ham?

Try something different from her pan –

You’ll be thrilled

By toast, egg-filled!

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I am Dale.

I am male.

I eat everything without fail.

I will eat a dinner for two,

I will eat an Irish stew.

I will bite and I will chew,

I’ll even eat Nupur‘s green goo!

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Steph is coughing,

Steph is sneezing,

But she still cooks despite the wheezing.

She cuts her toast a little round

She fries up omelette by the pound.

Some toasts get stars, some do not –

But either way they still taste hot!

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Julie‘s market trip will get

The contents of an omelette.

Stir in basil, stir in corn –

The making of some real food-porn!

If ciabatta drives your wild,

This one is for you, my child!

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At Cook’s Cottage there’s a royal

Her eggs can’t just be left to boil.

Oh no:

Gotta blow!

Gotta seal!

Gotta peel!

Dipped in crumbs, dipped in butter!

"Thanks, Princess!" I hear you mutter.

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I am Pim.

On a whim,

I give Michelin stars a spin.

I go all gooey

If you mention El Bulli,

I shout "hooray!

For the Fat Duck at Bray.

I ate greens, ham and egg –

Now guess where, I beg!

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Andrew‘s the name,

Wine’s the game,

But I’ll do eggs for this fair dame.

I will not bake them in a flan,

I will not eat them in Japan

I will not eat with humourless Stan.

But I will eat muffins

Devoid of puffins.

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Alice has a craving –

Her calories she’s a-saving:

For one big toast fest

(They do say French is best!)

Although P’s sceptical

He wasn’t dyspeptical:

"A roaring success,

I have to confess!"

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Shauna’s one for whom I’m rootin’

She eats toast but never gluten.

Sent her on a camping trip

Where the roosters just let rip.

"Cock-a-doodle-dooooo!"

What’s a girl to do?

Poach eggs and toast bread

To soothe the sleepiest head.

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Sarah loves her greens and toast,

Not much ham, but eggs – the most!

Picks stuff from her veggie patch-a,

Toasts a chunk of fresh focaccia.

Shaved cheese?

Yes please!

Pile ’em high, those eggs and veg,

And bite this eggy, toasty wedge.

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Zoe‘s brave,

Zoe’s crazy,

Zoe says her dish is lazy.

To celebrate her taking part

She conjures up the slackest tart

She also braves a broody chicken

To get her custard finger-lickin’.

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Lizzie likes green eggs and naan

She sizzles chillies in her pan

She really is a major fan,

She’ll make you flatbread when she can.

She makes a chilli omelette

(Do not feed this to your pet!)

Have one bite and you will get

Excited by her food I’ll bet!

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Sam‘s her name,

Food’s her game,

Your tastebuds she will try to tame.

First you get a jar of honey,

Then you bag yourself a bunny

Oh – you do not think that’s funny?

Well grab a beer, grab some cheese,

Pass the sage and mustard please.

She grills it, serves it and with that,

Pulls the rabbit out the hat!

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In Sydney I think Augustus cheats –

She says she’s cooking silverbeets.

She chops, she beats,

She grates, she heats,

There’s toast, there’s eggs

(Cut in a wedge).

But here’s the strangest thing I’ve seen –

Her "silver" beets have come out green!

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I am Saffy

I go daffy

For eggs in toast – they’re not so naffy.

I will not have them with a scone,

I will not eat them in Gabon

I think eggs on toast’s a con,

I’ll have my eggies in not on.

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I’m Johanna

My food’s a stunner

My guests will never do a runner.

I cook eggs and I cook toast.

I buy food from coast to coast.

The other day I thought: "I say,

I think I’ll make a canape!"

The best egg ham rolls you have seen

Not boring yellow but vibrant green!

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Now Lily-Lou Who

Was the littlest Who

She could not reach the pot of Who stew.

But with toaster and pan

Mom Moira had a plan –

Instead of roast joints

She made egg and toast points

And so young Lily-Lou

At her share – and Mom’s too!

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Hi to Lady Amalthea –

She tempts us with quesadilla!

The mayo goes a little funny –

Too much oil made it runny!

We’ll just drizzle it instead

And add to that tomatoes red.

Bread so liberally topped with cheese

Can surely never fail to please.

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Here is Anapestic Greg

Who likes his pasta with some egg.

Be gentle now – it’s his first time –

He just could not resist the rhyme

Of Dr Seuss – he’s a fan.

So he devised a cunning plan

To join us in our eggy quest

And now he’s featured he can rest.

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Down in Perth

Spicey gives birth

To loads of food and loads of mirth.

His wine he fries

(It’s true – no lies!)

No dish is he afraid to try,

No novelty will pass him by

What’s up this month?  Holy moley!

It’s red bean paste in ravioli!

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And so my dear friends, that is all –

I know that you have been enthralled.

But one announcement I must make:

I plan to take a little break.

And so this month (that is, September)

Stephanie will have to render

Her very own interpretation

Of this eggy celebration!

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Yes, folks, Stephanie will be guest-hosting EoMEoTE#11 – make sure you head on over to her place and see what challenges she has in store for you!  See you there…