And every morning you shall have a
Rare cup of genuine Mocha-Java.
And you shall have a buckwheat cake
Better than mother used to make,
And sirup from the maple wood—
Not a vile sorghum “just as good.”
The eggs, the bacon, and the jam
Shall he as pure as Mary’s lamb;
And nothing sans a pure-food label
Shall grace your matutinal table.