Saturday, February 28, 2009

Keeper of the Cheerios by Mare

I am "Keeper of the Cheerios", and this is how my story goes.
My three little boys, who love to make noise, were playing hard all day.
When it came to bed time, they wasted no time, to let me know what they may.
They were hungry it's true, but the pickin's were few, So I rummaged around to and fro.
I found the yellow box in the back, they gathered 'round in a pack,And hence the name "Keeper of the Cheerios."

5 comments:

  1. Have you scrapped this yet?! It is great reminder of those "young" years.

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  2. Again with the creativity :)
    That is a great poem.

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  3. yes...I have scrapped this! i think it's posted on CPF.

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