Sunday, March 11, 2012

My breakfast. MINE.

Maple syrup, butter melting
Into golden squares
Crispy golden waffles tasty.
Thank you, I won't share.

Juicy sausage, crispy bacon,
Two yummies made of pork.
Keep your hands off of my plate,
Or I will stab you with my fork.

Perhaps I need another coffee,
Dark roast tastes oh so good.
Or perhaps you should get your own,
Back off from my food.

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