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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Toast Machine
[time] => 2004-10-21 15:14:58
[hometext] => I was on holiday when I wrote this.I used to watch the crowds of people waiting in the morning at the toast machine.It was as though the machine was in control !!
[bodytext] => 8 in the morning they stir to the call Congregate like swallows, migrating to breakfast Drawn like bees to nectar, they hurry to the toast machine Regimented soldiers now, waiting in line Armed with bread they stand on parade Great warring men would succumb to peace Waiting for their turn to feed the toast machine The cultural divide is crossed here, we all are one Our bread may be white, brown, thin or thick But toast is our purpose, we are united in that Our gleaming god shows its teeth of fire Inside we place our offerings, watch them journey on Eagerly we anticipate the drop to know its done Unless we need a darker brown The we hold the line, to do it all again Life dances to a slower, unaccustomed beat How many friends will we make today ? Plates at the ready, knife held high Amass the troops, rally to the call Once more to face the mighty toast machine [comments] => 3 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 7 [informant] => puppy_dog_eyes [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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