tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60305831403678901482009-12-05T22:45:34.043-07:00Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11088926769485646546noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6030583140367890148.post-88268118391480735172008-08-06T14:15:00.007-07:002009-12-05T22:42:42.599-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Oh my Honey Bunches of Oats!</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">How I love your sweet, crunchy goodness.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Every morning you await patiently while I sleep.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Every afternoon you are there for me when I awake.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">You turn my surly, groggy demeanor into one of bright sunshine.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Your rustle and crackle when being poured into a large bowl makes me smile.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">The sloshing gurgle of the 2% as it flows around and over you makes my heart race.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">As I mix you slightly with my spoon, I know that our courtship will be over momentarily.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">I take a deep breath lift the first glorious spoonful to my mouth and then...heaven.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">The delicious flakes and bunches of oats explode in a scrumptious honey blast.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">My eyes flutter closed in ecstasy and every other sense fades away.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Almonds, strawberries, peaches or honey roasted.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">No matter what you will always be delicious.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Oh, I love your sweet crunchy goodness!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Never go away, my sweet love. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Oh and unlike oatmeal and cheerios, you are good all day long.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6030583140367890148-8826811839148073517?l=carbonanomaly.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11088926769485646546noreply@blogger.com1