I wasn’t told that my
nanny was not human,
but made of metal,
with wires and springs,
until after I had left for school.
But that didn’t
make me miss
my Nanna Toaster any less.
I wasn’t told that my
nanny was not human,
but made of metal,
with wires and springs,
until after I had left for school.
But that didn’t
make me miss
my Nanna Toaster any less.
t r e f o l o g y 
At least your nanny had springs.
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But it could be a bit much when she was wired up.
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Ah, I can see you know how create a toast to someone dear to you.
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Ah, you’re just trying to butter me up.
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Puns are my bread and butter.
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and bread and butter is the bread and butter of the bread and butter industries
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Now we’re jamming! Or that’s a honey of a connection to toast.
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There is nothing like a warm, toasty Nanny.
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Especially good in a jam.
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I once had a black toaster named B’Nanna. It was quite a-peeling.
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Thanks, old buddy, old pal, old davidbruceblog#2
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Nice blog
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Thanks, SS. I enjoy yours as well. I cannot recall how i first came across it, but I think it was your christmas posts.
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Cheers, WoW
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Reblogged this on From 1 Blogger 2 Another.
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Hey! Thank you, very muchzart
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Hey good sir! You are welcome!
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