There once was a girl who loved oatmeal
Instant, old fashioned, or cut by steel
But one day she ate
Her cereal she did hate
And never again could she eat another bowl of oatmeal of any kind.
Filed under: the kitchen sink
There once was a girl who loved oatmeal
Instant, old fashioned, or cut by steel
But one day she ate
Her cereal she did hate
And never again could she eat another bowl of oatmeal of any kind.
Filed under: the kitchen sink
Why?