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For years, we’ve had a grungy, old skillet,
To prepare our food as we please – But now, it’s time to give in and toss it And buy new cookware with ease… We’d sizzle our breakfast, the eggs and the meat – At home, we’d fix our own meals, Then bring it to campouts, and keep it so neat, With sponges and dish soap, the deals! But those were the days for a beat-up, ol' skillet As dingy and black as a bear; We could use it more, but should probably kill it, And buy a replacement somewhere… So time to let go of this trusty, old friend And buy a new iron skillet; To cook with this wonder has come to an end – Some money well spent, now we'll use it!
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