Cereal Killer

Cereal Killer The story of his life a made for TV thriller. Title in blood red life of a cereal killer. He don’t want no fried eggs or peanut butter toast. He killed a box of grape nuts once but he don’t like to boast. He has Wheaties for his breakfast Cheerios for his lunch. For a mid day snack he likes Captain Crunch. He don’t want a T-bone he don’t want French silk. Corn flakes and some sugar in a great big bowl of milk. Along about suppertime as he hides from the cops. Sitting in the shadows munching sugar pops. He don’t mean to scare you sometimes he behaves. Even when it’s boo berry or Count Chocula he craves. He’s no threat to society at a table or a booth. He’s just a cereal killer with a really bad sweet tooth. From early dawn til after dusk he’s never gonna stop. You hear him in his kitchen going snap crackle and pop! Edwin C Hofert