My breakfast was going snap, crackle and pop,
when suddenly in the chair opposite something went plop.
I looked across the table and was astonished to see,
a little green man looking at me.
I blinked a couple of times,
even pinched myself to make sure it was real.
He was, you can believe,
and my breakfast he was trying to steal.
We pulled at the bowl,
no one getting the upper hand,
and then he stuck his finger in the bowl,
and sucked out the blinking lot,
milk and my snap, crackle and pop.
The moral of this story.
If a little green man comes to breakfast,
Get an extra bowl.
28 April 2007
Great fun David, Well this one's got all the right ingredients to make up a tasty serial Take care Love duncan X
Wonderful David, I'm still laughing and getting my extra bowl out. I hope that little guy comes to breakfast soon, we'll have a splashing good time. 'Little Green Man' David, where did this come from my friend, no matter, just send him over here. Excellent fun poem, so full of humor, a big (10) from me---Melvina---
I want some of what your sprinkerling on your breakfast, snap crackle and wow man... David.. just say no to drugs my friend...
Ha Ha Ha! Vey funny indeed. How come you came up with this idea?
Fun it is! I'd love to know from whence your inspiration cometh.... not many of us have little green men as our muse! :) t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What fun. I wondered where all the milk had gone to when my little angels came to breakfast the other day! And all the giggling coming from the kitchen.... Love, Fran xxx