Cinnamon Life Cereal

 

Imagine a land

Skies a orange, purple hue

Where not one blade of grass is bland

And the waters are bright azure blue.

 

Imagine you are walking,

Feeling the land under your feet;

It is softer than a child’s stockings,

So many different shades of green.

 

The weather is sublime, there is no storm cloud in sight.

The landscape moves gently with the wind.

The birds sing above your head, flapping along on their flight.

Oh, look! Right next to you! There’s a furry little friend!

 

Everything is calm,

Serene,

And awe-inspiring.

 

That is what every bite

Of Cinnamon Life

Is like.

 

It is totally awesome.

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