To Much Breakfast
Time for a new day to start
I want a pop tart that will make me smart
Not just sugar to fall apart
With General Mills and lots of pills
I’ve hade my fill
I tried to play betty Crocker
But ended up chained to her Post
I’ve lost my Lucky Charm
The Special K and Frosted Flakes
Have got me all Fruit loopy
Maybe I’m Coo, Coo from Coco Puffs
But, I prefer to have a Scooby snack
With Scooby Doo how about you
Rice Crispys may be a treat
But all the snap crackle, and pop
Keeps me off my feet
All I want is Life with a little
Cinnamon and sugar not just
Cookie Crisp crumbs
My head feels like scrambled eggs,
All I can eat is toast, That’s no joke
I hate the yoke, so I eat my toast
And have a smoke
I love the smell of sizzling bacon
But if you keep taken
The fat can rake you in
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