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Breakfast

December 4, 2018
By Anonymous

In the break of day

mutely descending the stairs

Pilgrimage for juice.


Unequaled in life

shining beacon of morning

Bacon I love thee.


It cascades downwards

Soothes me like the autumn rain

Cereal then milk.


As if clouds fell down

And took on a yellow hue

Tasty scrambled eggs.


Wonderful fragrance

T’is the nectar of the gods

Warm cup of coffee.



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