The captain is dead, he is no more
His boxed life wasted
His crunchy remains
Across the tile floor
I should be sore
But instead I’m done in
By a toddling perp
Who knows not his sin
With that drooling
Putting a memory to grin with a Quadrille…
Ouch a cereal killer… love that pun… and what can you do after such a grin… defeated.
Love it! That’s actually a great Halloween costume. 🙂
So fun! Watch out for those toddler perps! They get away with so much.
I love the ending punch line ~ Also may I suggest that you lighten up the color of the font for easier reading ? Thanks for joining in ~
Really cute! Toddler perps…they’re a mess!
Entertaining and clever…both your poem and toddler 😉
FanTASTIC. Seriously. I am so delighted by this. I was hoping, by line 3, that it was Captain Crunch. And then you went all in with “cereal killer.” LOVE.
Funny one – I love a good pun, and this one’s good!
Will you be offended if I tell you that your grey font on black is incredibly difficult to read for my old eyes?
“Cereal Killer” is a wonderful pun, and I can remember my own children in the “cereal killer” phase (sometimes I think that they still are…)
Oy! She’s stealing my material!
The font color is fixed, don’t know how I did that – sorry about that. Glad you all enjoyed the pun. Thanks.
Was there looking at the kid, melted by his grin.
This is hilarious! Very, very clever.
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