Breakfast Poem by Dean Bottomley

Breakfast



Six slippery sausages sizzling in the pan
Backed by basting bacon fit for any man.
Excellently eatable eggs exploding in the fat
Two tremendous tomatoes lying just like that.
Mighty muddy mushrooms pretending they are wed
To two crispy slices of golden hot fried bread.

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Monday, April 7, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: food
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