Tag Day - Toast

3 am I've got no sleep
I'm searching for a bite to eat
The fridge is looking incomplete
A slice of cheese just can't compete
I look around and scratch my head
And finally find a slice of bread
I'll cook this up with butter spread
Then I can finally get some rest

I go and flick the grill to high
And toast it brown on just one side
Flip it over it's complete
A golden, crispy late night treat
Salted butter nice and thick
Lather it with jam and shit
Wipe my mouth and say goodnight
That toasted treat it hit just right

Written by:
Elliot Tyler

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