The Musical Toaster

I sing English folksong to Hovis And Wagner to German rye bread When it’s waffles, I hum them some ragtime Or Blues, Jazz or Country instead Welsh soda bread likes a nice hymn tune Scottish pan loaf responds to a reel When it’s bagels, I warble in Yiddish As an extra to clinch the meal deal If it’s Greek I sing extracts from Zorba But Italian warms to Puccini Spanish loaf clicks with snappy flamenco To an Indian naan I chant Hindi French toast thinks my Piaf’s stupendous Irish step bread’s so chunky it hinders The way that my temperature rises So I usually burn it to cinders