Psychedelic Breakfast

As I woke up

I found myself in a cup

A storm appeared, it was so weird

I drank it all in one draft

I closed my eyes

I cleaned my mind

It was so unreal

I had two wheels instead of feet

I start to run

Was having fun

Until I came across a bridge made of jam

And I crashed into a field made of grain

I crashed into a field made of grain