A Breakfast Poem!

Eggs & bread

golden yolks burst on the hot skillet

exploding like a thousand solar flares

three altogether scrambling in a vortex

of rapid clockwise fork strokes

a tang of cheddar blended-in to finish.

fresh bread erupts its metal-pan confines

sweet smelling yeast -yielded manna

quick the knife true smooth and clean

slices even and equal toasted lightly

a spread of butter jam seals its fate

a cup of joe java coffee

brewed hot and hearty drunk black

the nose tastes the aroma of vigor

on the tongue a scent of confidence

ah! this vital sustenance this breakfast

good morning noon or night


et in terra pax homnibus

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