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The bacon is frying, the eggs are scrambled and the bread's in the oven
He makes me a coffee, comes up real close behind me, then murmurs
'I can scramble your eggs if you'd like'. Blushing, I laugh
I lean over, to see if it's rising. The bread, of course!
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