The Toaster Poem by William Jay Smith

The Toaster



A silver-scaled Dragon with jaws flaming red
Sits at my elbow and toasts my bread.
I hand him fat slices, and then, one by one,
He hands them back when he sees they are
done.

Thursday, October 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: red,silver
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