Breakfast
Get ready even when you two take a steady walk in the meadow Remember breakfast is for everyone, says Francis. Don’t lay bare your whole heart, you mightn’t be able to bear the brunt So, take care of yourself, and fair well first. Even if he is an heir or a mayor guard your heart hard lest you tear a piece of your cloth as tissue when the tears keep flowing in torrents... and crying becomes your flair, heart as heavy as a lead. Mere beers compound not only your problems but also amplify your fears. Even rare, scarce souls must also prepare for their own fair share. I know love may hurt; but none prefers the dearth of it.
Phonemic transcriptions
Stanza 1: ready /‘redi/, steady /ˈstedi/, meadow /ˈmedəʊ/, breakfast /ˈbrekfəst/, says /sez/
Stanza 2: bare /beəʳ/, bear /beəʳ/, care /keəʳ/, fair /feəʳ/
Stanza 3: heir /eəʳ/, mayor /meəʳ/, tear (v) /teəʳ/, tear (n) /tɪəʳ/, flair /fleəʳ/, heavy /hevi/, lead (a heavy metal) /led/ guard /gɑːd/, heart /hɑːt/, hard /hɑːd/
Stanza 4: mere /mɪəʳ/, beers /bɪəʳz/, fears /fɪəʳz/
Stanza 5: rare /reəʳ/, scarce /skeəs/, prepare /prɪpeəʳ/, share /ʃeəʳ/
Stanza 6: hurt /hɜːt/, prefers /prɪ’fɜːz/, dearth /dɜːθ/
With love and everything English,
Francis