So tell me, why did you have to toss me like a burnt toast?
Oh I get it, I was drab looking and burnt on the sides.
Crispy yet,
Tasted awful.
Burnt like a cinder.
Throw it in the bin.
I’m good for nothing.
That dog isn’t gonna like it.
It can’t keep up with the low standards.
So what are you going to do with this burnt toast?
Stare at it and hold it by the end of your fingers..
I’m ready to face the bin.
You can move ahead and dump it in it.
Remember, I’m still going to meet a hundred other burnt toasts at the city dump.
Yes, I’m ugly
Yes, I’m awful
You never said a word.
But I had a lifetime of experiences to share with you.

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