O Brother Chicken! Sister Chick!

O Brother Chicken! Sister Chick!
O gracious me! O my!
This broken Eggshell was my home!
I see it with my eye!
However did I get inside? Or how did I get out?
And must my life be evermore, an atmosphere of doubt?

Can no one tell? Can no one solve, this mystery of Eggs?
Or why we chirp and flap our wings,—or why we've all two legs?
And since we cannot understand,—
May it not seem to me,
That we were merely born by chance,
Egg-nostics for to be?
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