Quips My Ex-Girl Friend the Creral Killer
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I woke up this morning
Went to the kitchen
Looking for some-thing
To eat....
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For this morning
I was on a mission
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I went in-to the Cabinet
To open my favorite box
It was closed and It was sealed
I shook it, yet
I could not hear...
Surely they were gone'
And so was my last beer'
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Fore there in the box
Their wasn't a sound
So, I placed it on the table
Then I sat down,
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Only something was strange
I couldn't figure it out
So, I clinched my mouth
And dumped the whole
Thing out....
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I was looking for some-thing
That sweet taste for my mouth
But, that nice crispy cereal
Was gone...
With-out a doubt...
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I ran to the bed room
And looked on the floor
Their was an empty bowl
The milk was still cold
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So, I was perplexed
Didn't know what to say next
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My EX was sleep
On her mouth I could smell CHEXS
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But, what could I do
Cause I wouldn't go near her
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Was this a thought
Or could it be real
It was so...
That was my best meal
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My ex-GirL fRiend
Has just killed my last
Box of CHEKS
What will she do next
Heavens' why me
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She is a Cereal Killer
Can't you see?
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Copyright © Gary Fields | Year Posted 2011
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