Spoopy Breakfast

Not the fondest way to break my fast

By Thavien YliasterPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

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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Written by Thavien Yliaster