To Much Breakfast

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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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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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