Let me breekfest alone
By the Dawn’s early light;
It’s then that I’m vicious,
And not awake, quite.
On the cornflakes and rolls
I can take out my spite;
Let me breakfast alone
By the Dawn’s early light.
My bark in the mornings
Is worse than my bite,
But I ‘m still best avoided:
You have been warned–take flight.
Let me breakfast alone,
All alone with my plight,
All alone, quite alone,
By the Dawn’s early light.
by Ray Romine Tuesday, January 23, 1945
