Strange Cream of Wheat Box
Do you think it a trifle odd,
when dirt clumps in a clod?
and more exquisite and grand,
when separated into sand?
If that's the way soil moves you,
It would certainly behoove you,
when preparing Cream of Wheat
to stir often over medium heat.
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