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Breakfast

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Anthem hailed the royal birthday

Cyril leapt to poker stance.

Rigid, he remained attending

deep inside his loyal trance.


Republican, and unrespectful,

greedy too, I took my chance.

With rapid fork I grabbed two rashers.

Cyril never gave a glance.


Duty done and dignified, he

took his seat and carried on.

Sheepishly, I ate the bacon.

He never showed that it was gone.

◄ Boring

Breath ►

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