You’re a serial dater, write something about this.
So here’s a poem called ‘Cereal Dater’...
Yes, it’s true. I’m a cereal dater
I can’t keep my hands off them:
Granola gets me going and muesli moves me
Rice crispies get my blood warm – snap crackle and porn.
Cornflakes make me horny
I get off my rocks to coco pops
And I have to stop myself at Weetabix
Their lustful gaze and big round…. Bits.
I wanna settle down with shreddies, Get cheeky with cheerios
Hug a honey nut, Fruit and Fibre feel me up
I wanna pounce on a honey puff, lick a lucky charm
Elope to the alps with alpen, kiss a special K
I’m all about breakfast, those romantic crunchy days
Give me more, give me more
Of those cereal dates.