Small House of Everything

Small House of Everything

Wednesday, May 20, 2015


Because I'm so cultured, here's a little poem:

                                         CAP'N CRUNCH

I swear if I hear you chew your food,
I'll be sad and do some stuff.

I knew a kid who chewed his food,
Little did he know, he was in the hood.

One guy didn't like it, not for lunch
He busted a cap'n the crunch.

                                                           -- Benjamin Ellis
                                         (from the Bad Poetry at Its Finest blog)

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