our daily bread

cobs for the male swans

sliced white for the n.p.c’s

wholemeal for our bowels

rolls for hill walkers

& those on choppy seas

baps for the crap jokes

( as told by tits )

soldiers for a runny egg

banana when the bread

is a secret cake instead

( ssshhh )

stale for summer pudding

charred black toast – for the carbon god

& crusts

for the ducks

( amen )

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