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Hold the milk, put back the sugar
They are powerless to console
We've gathered here to sprinkle ashes
From our late friend's cereal bowl

Breakfast Clubbers, say the motto
That he taught us to repeat
You won't lose it in your gym class
If you wait 'till noon to eat.

Back when the Chess Club said our eggs were soft
Every Monday he'd say grace and hold our juice aloft
Oh, none of us knew his check-out time would come so soon
But before his brain stopped waving He composed this tune.

When the toast is burned
And all the milk has turned
And Capt' Crunch is waving farewell
When the big one finds you
Let this song remind you
That they don't serve breakfast in hell.

Breakfast clubbers, drop the hankies
Though to some our friend was odd,
That day he bought those pine pajamas
His check was good with God

Those here without the Lord,
How do you cope?
For this morning we don't mourn
Like those who have no hope

Oh, rise up, Fruit Loop
Lovers Sing out sweet and low
With spoons held high
We Bid our brother, Cheerio!

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