Oatmeal, oatmeal, food that's not real!
Alas! Alas! It's only crushed grass!
Even with salt, sugar and butter,
And even with milk from the cow's udder
Its sustenance never, ever lasts!
I need eggs, bacon, pancakes...gasp! gasp!
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Funny. Check out my poem OATMEAL OMELET. Oh, wait, I think I changed the title to STRANGE FOODS: OATMEAL OMELET.