Cereal Reality


As soon as you think

You have it all figured

Out, life comes and pulls

The rug out from under

You,faced down in the

Dirt,dazed from the fall

Your aiming to try to

Turn your body face

Up,it has been said

If you can see up you’ll

Get up,yet life promises

Nothing,but a hard time

And corduroy cookies

If you’re lucky enough

Glue and popsicle sticks

To piece together what

Is left,so if there is

Yet another fall you’ll

Prepared to patch your

Self back up,small on

Promises,less on results

Life will always be there

With or w/0 it’s rug

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