#649 – Scrambled

All the King’s horses and all the King’s men
Never attempted to jumprope again.

I have no idea what kinds of birds these are, but they can’t be very smart. Who plays a potentially fatal game with an egg? And is this their egg? Or is it just a buddy who’s a late bloomer? Or did the egg enter the game uninvited and the birds, trying to be accomodating and accepting just let him play along?

What do you think?

Author: Samuel Kent

I'm a dad who wants to share his labor of love with the world. I also happen to be an award-winning artist and poet. Follow the lunchbox doodles and poems on twitter: @LunchboxDoodler!

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