I brought a toaster in to work a couple weeks ago. I had an extra one at my apartment, and I thought it would be fun to toast things. It is. Oh, it is. It sits on the counter by the coffee pot in the office’s mini-kitchen. I toast bread for sandwiches, Eggo waffles, bagels… all kinds of new food options are open to me. The office is often filled with the delicate scent of scorched bread, thanks to me. In honor of the toaster, my co-worker Sarah forwarded me the lyrics to this song, which my sister Lisa actually has on CD:
Oh, get up in the morning bout 6 AM
Have a little jelly, have a little jam
Take a piece of bread, put it in the slot
Push down the lever and the wires get hot
I get toast…. yeah toast….