The splash in the pan, how i long for it"s taste.
For what is this feast i long for so much ?
tis only the smell to tell what is such.
This dying hunger that yearns in my belly,
for a plate full of toast and a dish full of jelly.
The squish of the juice and the squeal in her voice .
Makes grandmas breakfast the breakfast of choice.

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