(In a dream tense)
He looks at the plate
Looks then at me.
"That's IT?!?"
the old man
asks,
"Where's the ol' eggz-n-bacon?"
"Bee happy so little
can you eat
today,"
I say.
Bites.
Cough, bite,
phlegmed grumble:
"No addiction worth kickin' for THIS!"
he mumbles.
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