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Just a random little poem about my breakfast.
Submitted:Jul 3, 2010 Reads: 67 Comments: 1 Likes: 0
Watch out! The toast is burning now,
Ready to be thrown away. Look out!
The toast is burnt and black, now unedible.
I told you to watch the toast, but now it's in the bin.
So much for my breakfast, I'll have to eat porridge instead.
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