The Toaster
An appliance of science is what I am
What I make, I love to see spread with lots of jam
I have three slots and a basket in a metal frame
What pops in, pops out never to be the same
1-2 or 3 slices that easy for me
And when ready, eat with a nice cup of tea
I can't boil, freeze water, fry or do roast
But what I can make for you is perfect TOAST
Da-da
poem by JeanJacques Evendon
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