Back in the dim and distant past, when the dinosaurs roamed the earth it became clear that someone needed to look after “The Egg.”
Luckily, from another egg was born “SuperEggMan.” Now he wasn’t one of those superheroes with tights and a red cape but he could fly. Given that he looked after eggs this is perhaps not surprising. But then again, not all eggs grow into flying creatures as you may know. Some grow into the slightly more frightening crocodiles or in the days of the dinosaur the rather more fearsome T-Rex.
“Look after the eggs,” his mother sang. Over and over again until he had no choice but to do exactly that. In a way, he was mesmerised so much by the song that it became his life’s work. “The SuperEggMan” became, in the word of a famous writer of tall tales. (For more of ‘became’ stories read ‘How the Whale Became’ or better still ask your parents to read it to you.)
Ever since that time the power of ‘SuperEggMan” has been passed down from generation to generation. The only creature to take advantage has been the cuckoo.
Still there’s always one.
Just experimenting with a bit of writing about a Superhero.
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