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You're
the best thing since sliced bread.
If
you’d give me a piece, I'd go out of my head.
I
would butter you up, and gobble you down.
Spreading
your jelly around and around, you're
Toast.
Toast.
Toast.
Toast.
You're
better than bread in boiling beer
When
it gets cold around here.
I
salute your presence dear.
I
lift up my cup and start to cheer, you're
Toast.
Toast.
Toast.
Toast.
Here's
to your health, here's to your eyes.
Here's
to your charms that magnetize.
My
heart was cold, now it's browned.
You
are the toast of the town.
Toast.
Toast.
Toast.
© Gregory Ego