Archev
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The ciabatta loaf is fine
The heel I cut off thickly
Says I I think I’ll toast ye
An’ spread ye up right quickly
Toasting was done in a toaster
An’ no’ the fires o’ hell
Ah dinnae like it blackened
So that wis just as well
I scarted on some margarine
Just to seal the surface right
Then opened up the jar
To add the Vegemite
But though I scraped
And spun my spoon aboot
It quickly dawned - it was empty
Skullduggery was afoot
I searched again the fridge
And then the cupboard store Then scanned across the table
Where sat the new jar, silly fool, dementia looms, I knew I had more
The heel I cut off thickly
Says I I think I’ll toast ye
An’ spread ye up right quickly
Toasting was done in a toaster
An’ no’ the fires o’ hell
Ah dinnae like it blackened
So that wis just as well
I scarted on some margarine
Just to seal the surface right
Then opened up the jar
To add the Vegemite
But though I scraped
And spun my spoon aboot
It quickly dawned - it was empty
Skullduggery was afoot
I searched again the fridge
And then the cupboard store Then scanned across the table
Where sat the new jar, silly fool, dementia looms, I knew I had more
