Стихотворение More bad luck
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13. More Bad Luck
The bread was stale, it was four days old.
The milk was sour.
The coffee was cold.
The butter was rancid.
The steak was tough.
The service was dreadful.
The waiter was rough.
My bill was huge.
His tip was small.
I'm sorry I went_ to that place at all.
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