I really do hate to boast
But I made some delicious Frenchman's toast.
Mixed two eggs so nice and round
Fried the bread until ‘twas brown.
Put on a plate so nice and neat
Poured on the syrup, oh so sweet.
Made a treat that can't be beat.
A pat on the back for such a feat
I'll now sit down and eat and eat
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