Sweet, warm, thick and gooey,
Oh so soft and oh so chewey.
It's yummy when it's hot and pasty,
Throw in raisins, it's even more tasty!
I like warming my hands on the bowl
when the weather's kind of cold.
Of all the breakfast foods there are,
This one beats them out by far,
'Cause nothing compares to how I feel
When I'm eating a bowl of delicious oatmeal!
That was poem #2. Whaddaya think? I do so love oatmeal! Eating some today made me feel so good and mushy inside that I got inspired to make it the subject of my poetry. ^_^