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Crumpets

by  roovacrag

Posted: Saturday, October 25, 2003
Word Count: 41




Flames arise from the fire.
Blue flames,yellow flames all getting higher.
Coals Black and vivid Red,
heat coming from its bed.

Get a fork,get a crumpet.
Toast away you little strumpet.
Butter well,dripping down.
In my mouth you will drown.
YUM,YUM,YUM.