Just as he would do with beef.
He would peel a boiled egg with his teeth.
Or just eat it eggshells and all.
With a side dish of hog maws.
Or just throw it in the air high as the ceiling.
And let the floor do the peeling.
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I would like to translate this poem
Side dish of hog maws, good write