Devil’s Breakfast

Yes, my Lord
It’s been my pleasure
To cook for you
Those morning pancakes.

With cup of tea, and orange juice
I hope you really like them!

I hope you smell the taste of tea,
And ask me to put lemon
I hope the sour on your teeth
Will cast away this demon,

I hope he tells you to enjoy
And ask me for more favor,
I hope the pancakes won’t get cold,
Neither they loose the flavor,

I hope you pour this maple souse
Without shaking your hand
I hope you try my sweet French toast
And ask for sugar blend

I hope the love I put inside
Will give you full attention
I hope this morning breakfast time
Will come up to extension

I hope we play some games again
Draw pictures or do magic
I hope the moment you must leave
Will not become a tragic

I hope I make it through the night
Trying to keep me busy
I hope one day or maybe two
No longer will be easy

I hope you keep me in your mind
Till the very next morning
I hope you call me at the time
When your heart gives you warning

I hope you clearly understand
With no more explanation
How much I do appreciate
You with no invitation

I hope you come again to me
I hope you stay forever
For good for bad for love and hate
As long as we’re together.