I woke up one morning, and found my husband yelling and screaming,
I rubbed my eyes because I thought that I must still be dreaming.
His eyes were as large as flying saucers, he was not the man I knew.
As I scrambled to the kitchen, I stood there in complete horror,
There was cereal spread all over on the cold, cold floor.
“What is the matter?” I asked with a calm voice.
“I am sick and tired of the same old cereal, it is not my choice.”
To make matters even more alarming, he began to jump as I listened to each crackle
I awakened my son, figuring he could do something to help, even if he had to tackle.
Both of us were unsure of exactly what to do. I decided to call 911.
The police came and arrested him, the deed had been done.
He was put in jail a day or two, for being such a thriller.
They booked him on the charges of being a cereal killer.