Williams –
I have told you before... -
(you’re not a medical student now, f’pete’s sake!)
leave my food alone!
you have eaten
the plums,
which I was saving,
straight out of
the icebox!
now there’s nothing
like... breakfast...
MY – so sweet & cold breakfast...
every single plum
gone...
down your thieving gullet
Williams!
And don’t bother
to say you’re sorry...
I’m the one that’s
sorry, sorry
I didn’t put a padlock
on the icebox.
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