Like a toaster your ok
Your under
Your burnt
Your in
Then your out
Like toast nice then you can crumble
Your a mess then your not
I should have known but for the sake of God and my flesh and blood i tried my best
But you're so toast
Your hot then your cold
You taste different everytime
A friend who aint a friend
Your on the plate then out the door
On the floor
Or in the bin
You play tricks on me
Buttered your so slippery
I don't know where i stand
With jam your so sticky
With cheese your so cheesy, stale and cheeky
Chocolate so sweet
Peanut butter so tough and crunchy
With eggs your such a nag
With artificiants your so fake
OR WITH BEANS YOUR GONE WITH THE WIND
OH YOU'RE SUCH A SLICE OF TOAST