Thy' Loaf O' Bread.

Thy’ Loaf O’ Bread.

Oh bread oh bread oh ye’ bread,
How lovely ye’ may be.
For now you are fresh,
For tomorrow you may be stale.

That male, oh how he kneaded you.
You are my yeast,
You make me rise.
If I get you it will be the ultimate prize.

I could be the filling in your sandwich,
When I’m with you, I feel rich.
For you, I would take an oath,
For you, are my daily loaf

S.R, N.E, L.C, S.B, K.B.