72 Miles From The Sea

  What kind of food is Muesli? It’s really rather absurd On the farm it’s not dissimilar To what we feed the herd

  Never mix the grape and the grain My Dad always said to me And his inference was quite plain Mixing them would be silly Well now I...

  My dear friend was pulled under By a strong currant, and tragically My dear friend was drowned In his breakfast bowl of muesli

Ah cold porridge! I think not, waitress: marmalade Of infinite zest, on toast lightly browned. I’ll have A pot of coffee black a Colom...