The Toast Song

A CAST IRON PAN
AND A COOL FROZEN WAFFLE
WAFFLES BAKED AND BURNING ON IT’S BROWN SIDE
AND WE EAT LIKE STARVED BAD CHILDREN
EATING THE WAFFLE. STACKING GRAINS OF GOODNESS
THE FRUIT AND SYRUP IS ALL AROUND US
CHOOSE THE WAFFLE THE AUNT JEMIMA SAYS, THE TIME HAS COME TO EAT
CHOOSE NOW SHE SAYS BENEATH THE WAFFLE, BESIDE AN AUNT JEMIMA SYRUP LAKE
EAT AGAIN THE SWEET BREAKFAST
THE WAFFLE IS BROKEN UP AND IS SWALLOWED

UNDER BELGIAN WAFFLE FALLS, UNDER BELGIAN WAFFLE FALLS
THE SYRUP RETURNS FROM DINER HALLS
LETS EAT THE FUNKY RYE BREAD THAT NO ONE WANTS AT ALL