Cereal

I measure one cup,
Then I keep sticking my hand in the box.
The box says one cup,
But I’m a morning rebel.
And the ones I pluck one by one taste the best.

All Bran flakes to start my day;
The mature choice.
But I toss in some dried blueberries for taste.
A responsibly boring breakfast yet again…

Fruity Pebbles was once my favourite meal,
I ate them for breakfast, lunch, even dinner if dinner was gross.
There was Fruit Loops and Lucky Charms,
Both awesome in their own regard.
I never knew the loops flavours,
They all tasted like pink, if pink had a taste.
And I always picked out those marshmallows…

Captain Crunch was a bitch,
Always got stuck in my teeth.
And as I grew up I settled for less artificial colour.
Reese cereal did the trick,
Brown camouflaged that sugar.

Then Cheerios,
Marks the beginning and end of childhood.
I did the honey nut and ended up with oats,
Bran is now the adult standard.
Though, I must ask if I am your standard adult?*

*Buying some Lucky Charms tomorrow…