I just fancied a full English breakfast, tomatoes bacon and egg
Mushrooms from the fields this morning, that i was able to peg
I grilled the tomatoes and bacon, and a sausage or two i fried.
The eggs i poached, the mushrooms were broached, and with lemon i plied
The homemade bread looked delicious, my face lit up with glee
A knife and fork, some pepper and salt, and a nice cup of tea
Back to the fridge i meandered, and lavishly covered my meal
My first mouthful was sweet, i just couldn't eat, that sauce did not appeal
I know it said sauce on the bottle, I bought it whilst i was out shopping
But the BBQ sauce, i now have remorse, it turned out to be chocolate topping
Bob Gibson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/me-breakfast/
