My breakfast was going snap, crackle and pop, <br />when suddenly in the chair opposite something went plop. <br />I looked across the table and was astonished to see, <br />a little green man looking at me. <br />I blinked a couple of times, <br />even pinched myself to make sure it was real. <br />He was, you can believe, <br />and my breakfast he was trying to steal. <br />We pulled at the bowl, <br />no one getting the upper hand, <br />and then he stuck his finger in the bowl, <br />and sucked out the blinking lot, <br />milk and my snap, crackle and pop. <br /> <br />The moral of this story. <br />If a little green man comes to breakfast, <br />Get an extra bowl. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />28 April 2007<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/et-came-to-breakfast-fun-poem-10/
