My cream of wheat
poorly cooked
(with maple syrup
on top
because we have no
brown sugar)
is reminiscent
of pancakes.
I imagine
pancakes
as I
try to swallow the
grainy cereal
wash it
down
with juice.
I hate breakfast
to begin with
and these pancakes
are terrible.
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