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Let’s imagine for a minute That life is a loaf of bread: Soft, warm, and inviting When you first come out of the oven In time, however It gets a little stale Not so fluffy as it was in the beginning It gets a little rough around the edges It can get a little blue here and there And in time, if you let it sit too long Those little parasites will grow Until there is nothing good left But let’s not be too rash Don’t toss it in the trash No, not just yet There’s something you can do, so don’t you fret You have a chance To make your loaf Something amazing What can your loaf bring? Break it down Into tiny little bits Toss away your blues But keep the misfits Everything that is good Is what makes it yours The crust, the heal, The unique little pores Spread it all out Within your pan Draw it out As long as you can Don’t forget To add some spice Make it taste The way you like Pop it in the oven And let them bask Make them warm and toasty Make them last What was once a dull mass Is now a bunch Of quirky little bits With lots of crunch Why waste away As a stale loaf of bread When you could be croutons Everybody likes croutons
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Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 11:24 PM UTC
Your Loaf is What You Make it
Let’s imagine for a minute That life is a loaf of bread: Soft, warm, and inviting When you first come out of the oven In time, however It gets a little stale Not so fluffy as it was in the beginning It gets a little rough around the edges It can get a little blue here and there And in time, if you let it sit too long Those little parasites will grow Until there is nothing good left But let’s not be too rash Don’t toss it in the trash No, not just yet There’s something you can do, so don’t you fret You have a chance To make your loaf Something amazing What can your loaf bring? Break it down Into tiny little bits Toss away your blues But keep the misfits Everything that is good Is what makes it yours The crust, the heal, The unique little pores Spread it all out Within your pan Draw it out As long as you can Don’t forget To add some spice Make it taste The way you like Pop it in the oven And let them bask Make them warm and toasty Make them last What was once a dull mass Is now a bunch Of quirky little bits With lots of crunch Why waste away As a stale loaf of bread When you could be croutons Everybody likes croutons
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Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 11:24 PM UTC
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