Introduction

Marijuana has been known to temporarily impair immediate memory.
Based on a true story. I got really high once, and to this day I don't know what happened to my bowl of cereal.

Ode To My Bowl Of Cereal

I lost my bowl,
Of cereal,
Oh where could it have gone?
I went outside to,
Take a few,
Hits off my new bong.

I came back in,
I sat me down,
but then to my dismay,
I found my bowl,
Of cereal,
Had strangely gone away.

I don't know why it went away,
Or why it had to go,
I guess my bowl,
Of cereal,
Knows things that I don't know.

So if my bowl,
Of cereal,
Should come to pass along,
I wish it well,
Suffice to tell,
Now where the hell's my bong?

Copyright; Dave Larson
Email: hemightbeagiant@yahoo.com