A day without breakfast is a day without cheer
No sunny-side up, no jam to smear
Our smell crumbles
While our belly rumbles
No bacon pick-ups or ham fill-ups
Only dying taste buds and dry hiccups
No pillows of pancakes to comfort
Only rising sensation to suffer
No butter to liven taste buds
No sausage to give your stomach hugs
Just plain emptiness to show its ugly mug
To mock our hunger and not show love.
This always makes me laugh, Eriq :) You have a good sense of humor in your writing!
ReplyDeleteAmen, Eric! You have captured my feelings about my favorite meal. Love the title. Reminds me of Langston Hughes!
ReplyDeleteThis is great Eriq!
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