Poems · poetry

“Cheerios”

“Cheerios”

Cheerios between my toes.

Sometimes, I stick them up my nose.

Cheerio dust, on the floor.

My bowl is empty, I want more.

Cheerios are very yummy.

Especially, in my tummy.

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