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Adults
Author:
Rhona Aitken
Title:
Sunday Breakfast
He has coffee, I have tea. Not bags - but both made properly. The marmalade is golden brown. The toast encrusted, buttered down to warm and melted dawn ambrosia. Boiled eggs, soldiers make them cosier. We drip with honey, savour leisure, and seep in quiet breakfast pleasure.
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