Snap, crackle, pop
sound of fat crisping
on a fire of glucose logs
made from our children
colored bowls of tasty toxins
fruity poison Pebble Puffs
served by harried moms to
future hyperglycemics
multi-colored rows of sugary greed
merrily perched at child eye level
Like smiling Captains and Toucans
patiently awaiting their prey
sweet death courtesy of
Kellogg’s of Battlecreek
Trigger 37 (poem about shopping for breakfast cereals.) / Poet's Choice
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