sillyof things to eat, I boast,"
said a small piece of toast,
"That I am loved the most.
"Though sluttish apple pies
May part their pastry thighs
And scurrilous french fries
May flirt with longing sighs
To curry favour,
"I do declare I am,
(Much more than ham or clam
More even than tinned spam)
The gastronome's grand dame
Of luscious flavour.
"Of all the myriad host
of things to eat, I boast,"
said a small piece of toast,
"That I am loved the most."
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