I Hate Oatmeal



It was like my body had a built-in alarm clock



I’d roll outta my bed and head down the stairs



Hardest thing to do was decide what cereal to eat



I would grab a bowl and jump into one of the chairs







It depended on what kind of morning it was really



Did I want to tease that damn rabbit and grab the Trix,



I always knew what kind of milk to grab



And even if it was kid tested, no way in hell I’m grabbing Kix







So I’d sit there analyzing the puzzles on the boxes



They never challenged me or were something that made me relax



Corn Pops tasted like packing peanuts, believe me, I know



And God damnit, they didn’t taste like apples, why Apple Jacks?







Fruity Pebbles were too small and I choked on them



Frosted Flakes weren’t as great as they could be



The Keebler Elves, Snap, Crackle, and Pop



Well their cereal was too loud and scared the shit out of me







Fruit Loops could be fun but come on



A multicolored parrot named Tucan Sam?



Lucky Charms were ok except for the fact that we got the treasure



And the leprechaun didn’t give a damn







So many choices and I’d never know what to do



It was intimidating and I never wanted to make mistakes



The most important meal of the day


Screw it, where's mom, she'll make me pancakes

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