Breakfast Backfire

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The moon creeps back into its bed.                    
Down to the kitchen, I head to                              
crack eggs, pour milk, sift flour.            
Griddle hot, batter evenly poured.                                  
First taste: Green faced! Milk three weeks past.    
I hope birds enjoy crepes.






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