A Swagman's Breakfast
I wake
With joy
As i am to
Have another
Swagman’s Breakfast
What succulent fair
Awaits me
As i ready
For another day
This meal will see
Me through
Till my next
Feast.
I ready myself
To dig in
My mouth salivates
I stand
Swallow my spit
And tighten
My belt
This is a
Swagman’s Breakfast
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