The Most Important Meal Of The Day

This morning’s breakfast food is round
And white inside, while also browned
On each flat surface. One by one
Is how I eat them, though it’s fun
To stack them each atop the other
First, and then chow down. My mother
Might object. Why? I suppose
She likes Hydrox, not Oreos.

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