Very sadly, today
One of my breakfast bowls
Passed away
Along with two Weetabix
Looking so inbetween
As the sugar shaker
Like a mean machine
Pounced upon bowl
And contents
Including the milk
All fell to the floor
And quite simply
Were no more
My sugar shaker, i fear
Looking to be a cheap thriller
Has now become
A cereal killer
As i cast out
The broken remains
Into my flip top bin
I then committed the cardinal sin
And grabbing a fresh identical bowl
Seemingly uncaring, as to its soul
Nor for the newly departed
Weetabix dead
I decided to have
Shredded Wheat instead!

by Jemia