Cereal
Cereal,
You are my meal,
You touch my feels.
But that evil milk
Has made you sulk.
You're soggy now,
Thanks to the cow.
The milk that she gave
Is sending you to your grave.
You once were strong,
Like king kong,
But now you're weak,
Milk was your defeat.
It corroded your soul,
That was its goal,
You're forever soggy
And my eyes are groggy,
With tears of despair
You're laying there
Drowning in milk,
Your skin as soft as silk,
But soggy and dead,
Is this your end?
I believe so.
Now be free! go!
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