I put some rubber on my toast
Along with smog and frustration,
Mixed with a soupsant
Of despair and irritation.
It wasn’t a great breakfast,
But I didn’t want to shirk,
So I had toast with traffic jam
On my way to work.
Filed under Poems
Tagged as Breakfast, Humor, Poetry, Postaday, Puns, Traffic
Despair and irritation make everything taste better. Yum yum.
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