mother cereal box
I have to constantly outguess, outrun and outfox
Because I am their mother said my crunchy cereal box
This mystified me; I was blank, wordless at best
I read her advertisements again, thinking this was a test.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2025
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