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(R AILROAD " Diner " )

" Special dry toast' — at fifteen cents;
Once five, then ten, but late events
Show heights in railroad bills of fare
At which poor passengers may stare,
Leaving to reckless opulence
" Special dry toast. "

Nor are these portions so immense
As to condone their rank offense;
Fractions of slices close they pare,
Three tiny fragments crisping there —
" Special dry toast. "

The public, patient, meek and dense,
Complains not, in its innocence,
That five-cent loaves, in this wise care,
Sell for a dollar, share by share,
Well named, in their cool impudence —
" Special Dry Toast. "
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