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Break Down Break Up
To warm well
With red coils
Toil to brown beige
then slice, then
pop the object
of duty
at proper time .
I don’t think
that in this day,
this high tech
age of appliance
that’s to much
to ask of a
toaster.
Your just obstinate
obsolete heat merchant
mechanical turd, you
old scorched slice peddler.
I tell you what
we’re finished
no longer will you
burn my bread
affront my head
with stinking fumes.
You’ve broken down
we’re breaking up.
I’ve met a new toaster
she has seven settings
serving all my complex needs
for singed Carbohydrate.
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Que Sabe- Hello Spicy?
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