I walked in the kitchen feeling so mighty fine

The smell of the bacon battered me

While the sun slowly peeked through the blinds

It sought for our faces but that it could not find

As quiet as a mouse and as sly as a fox

I crept around the house like a cat in a box

Ready to eat, very light on my feet

I figured some pancakes would be very neat

The bacon would pop as loud as gunshots

And the sausage would sizzle as loud as a whistle

The sun completely peeked through the blinds

And yet again it was me it can’t find

The breakfast was ready, so my plate was made heavy

The food was so hot like the sun at two o'clock

It went in my belly with mouthfuls of jelly

Now my eyes are heavy with my full belly