Monday, February 2, 2009

oats p.s tiff wanted me to make a poem about oats

oats, oats, in a bowl,
like a nut inside a hole.
dry oats are by far the best,
and then come's cooked oats, they come next.
and then the oats you cook in a pot are probly the least.
tiff hates them.
i like them.
some people think they are in between.