The Chant of the Barbie Dolls

Lines written in dejection on hearing of a threat to the toaster

I

Oh woe to the woman who threatens our toast
For toasting's the thing that we treasure the most
To hellfire and brimstone that woman we sendy
Who champions the cause of the bread that is bendy


II

Let us boast of that fillet of loaf which is grilled
Here's a toast "With sliced, pan let our bellies be filled!"
But let it be roasted, golden brown on both sides
And to Hell with the heel that our toasting way chides.

III


To hellfire and brimstone and see it's done choppy
The heathen who said that our bread should be floppy
Watch it crispen and darken on the hearth sides of hell
So the damned on the hobs can munch toasty as well