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For breakfast you're craving some warm cheese on toast
Not a full English fry-up or large Sunday roast,
But head for the fridge and it starts to go wrong:
This food must have been here for decades too long.
The bread in the cupboard has turned rather green,
The cheese has gone mouldy and smells quite obscene,
The milk has gone off and the stench is just sour,
The gas has run out, which means no hot shower.
Your toothpaste's been nicked and there's hair in the sink,
The tiles of the kitchen are sticky with drink,
There are stains on the sofa and fags on the floor,
And somebody's pants in the cutlery drawer.
The booze has run out so you're horribly sober:
Life is no fun for a student, hungover.