It began with a French toast,
fried from without, gooey within.
It flows like a serpent made of mercury,
slithery and quick.
It passes the lazy class,
and gobbles work amass.
It sleeps late,
and wakes up to breakfast.
My week, it began with a French toast,
and ended with a poach, sunny side up.
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