My partner is picky about cereal
We don’t have Capt. Crunch
Or Reeses Puffs for lunch.
One time, Lucky Charms
Had a limited edition comet
But she raised alarms
When I brought it to the apartment.
Once I made the mistake
Of serving something with a core
But she looked it over like an overdone steak
So I don’t buy apples anymore.
She’s always a critic
As I try to mimic Giada
But my meal was pale in comparison
And ended with nada.
So add this up and what’s the net?
For breakfast all I get is a cigarette.
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