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ItÂs Grrrreat!!! (an ode to my obsession)
by Leslie Ann EisenbergI have one bowl of cereal
in the morning before the gym
one bowl of fortified frosted flakes
and Ill crank barbells like popeye
and sing a joyful hymn
I have two bowls of cereal
when I get home from work
two bowls of Rice Krispies
snapcracklepop into a stupored nap,
spoiling dinner with my afternoon quirk
I have three bowls of cereal
right before I go to bed,
three bowls of Lucky Charms,
three bowls to drown me sorrows,
but Id settle for a leprechaun instead! 06/23/2006 Author's Note: for lori�time for my bedtime snack�bye now, gotta go, buh-bye�GO ALREADY, JEEZ!!
Posted on 06/24/2006
Copyright © 2025 Leslie Ann Eisenberg
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 06/24/06 at 08:14 AM Different... but in a good way :) |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/25/06 at 02:07 PM LOL! Cereal never sounded so good...or bad, depending on how you look at it. Touch� Leslie! |
| Posted by Christel Crews on 06/25/06 at 02:49 PM haha! i love cereal! this is too cute for words :) now, i want to go have a bowl before i leave for the day :) |
| Posted by Julie Adams on 06/26/06 at 06:39 PM this is adorable...so cute, comical...ode's are so fun, and it was a pleasure to read yours...peace n love, *jewels* |
| Posted by JD Clay on 06/28/06 at 03:18 AM I grew up with Tony The Tiger and got my education from the back of the box. I love your poem but if you don't cut back on fibre you're liable to turn into a tree, hehe!!! pe4ce...
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| Posted by Junemarie Roldan on 07/16/06 at 06:02 AM Sometimes when I'm lonely, I pour a bowl of Rice Krispies, just to hear the snap, crackle, and pop talk to me. Hey, it's better than nothing.
An amusing, entertaining write. Good job! |
| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 07/20/06 at 02:20 AM I love the one two three of this, stanza by stanza... it is funny and full of zest! Like your exercises...you count there too! |
| Posted by Karl Waldbauer on 08/01/06 at 03:51 AM Frosted flakes before going to the gym cracks me up! Pumping iron with a sugar high. This poem has so much energy and like all of your work, is self revealing as well. I can't stop grinning! |
| Posted by Jared Fladeland on 08/27/06 at 05:52 PM my best friend may be the only person who could challenge you for the most cereal consumed in a single day. |
| Posted by Soulo Jacob Bourgeau on 11/24/06 at 03:39 AM It says something about us adults -- all these comments over our childhood cereals! I love this! *He saunters off to find some 'Cimminon' Toast Crunch from days of yore...* |
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