The doughnut asked the butter scone, Is it time for tea?
It is, replied the Kunzel cake, I hope they don’t eat me!
The sausage breathed a heavy sigh, At least it’s not yet dinner,
And if they skipped that dratted course they’d end up so much thinner.
But what about that breakfast thing? the cornflake glumly cried,
OK for you, the egg yoke said, at least you won’t be fried!
The bread it gulped a gulpy gulp, I hope they don’t want toast,
And the ginger snaps did softly chant, Please eat the Sunday roast.
While jelly sat upon its plate and shivered in the sun,
Oh, being in the Food Chain, it really isn’t fun!
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