today wanted mcmuffin
sausage, egg with bits of shell
that one's called mc tuffin
standing in queue mouth went awol
hoping for sausage and egg mcmuffin
upon ordering, explosions in my gut
finding i'd got a mc nothin
only the egg plus the bread
gosh i was a cussin
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