crunch crunch
munch
a whole bowl
a hundred rainbow fruit shapes
sweetening the milk
pinkening the milk
good sweet pink trix milk
all gone
another bowl?
it’s only 2:06
yes, i’ll have another
when i was little, i wanted to grow up and get my own place so that i could eat cereal at night and nobody would stop me.
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I am happy that you are putting the funds to good use. Have to fill up those hollow legs. I watched you eat all that cereal when you were little and worried that you would look like a little cereal bowl. But you learned how to eat and eat and eat other things thank goodness. Love you.
I keep thinking what a great poem this is. When I am reviewing in my mind all of David’s posts, this one keeps coming back. I think I’m way too fond of poetry and songs, and especially snappy jingles. I like it. Cool.