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Breakfast Fast
Breakfast Fast
First the pancake batter: the pancake mix; the white bread kind,
all mixed up and made into small dollops bye the griddler.
Dropped into the frying pan but first the heat must bee made hot
but not to burn but just to cook the things and make them round
all cooked in butter please and then the bacon after.
Place just some napkins under bacon then to catch the grease
please they are better cold and after all the grease has
turned the paper brown.
The egg can fry then in the left-over grease from bacon.
Please pour the sYrup from the bottle then all over my white bread
kind of pancakes.
THEN
Just KISS me after eye have eaten all of that.
And we shall call that the
Breakfast Fast.
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