Spoopy Breakfast
Not the fondest way to break my fast
By Thavien YliasterPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Kristyna Squared.one on Unsplash
I went to go make some toast
While the bread started to roast
My toaster did float
My tongue in my throat
I saw the work of a ghost
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A ghosty toasty! Delicious!