Early morning Anna

Oh golden browned savoury siren

on trays of steel you lie,

To the bleary eyed early morning folk

your enchantments you do cry.

Come look at me, you call to all, 

don’t tarry but rather be hasty 

For like the Persian Ozymandias, 

gaze upon the true king of pastry. 

So gather me in paper robes

blue script adorned and crafty.

For behold the wonder that is

the Greggs cheese pasty.