Standing in my kitchen that morning,
Finding no breakfast at my first glance.
My kid's in the back said,"We ate all the Smacks".
I thought my hunger didn't have much of a chance.
But the kids were just teasing,
I knew what imps they can be,
The box they were hiding,
Will fill my Cocoa Puffs needs.

Cocoa drives my day not embarrassed,
Chocolate thoughts invading my brain.
I hear Cuckoo Bird say,
"Take a break it's O.K.",
The folks at General Mills call that, grain drained.

Enticed, now I feel queasy,
Chocolate libido has seized.
The lunchroom right downstairs,
Should fill my Cocoa Puffs needs.

No more puffs I ran next door to the Hilton,
Raving like a bird with a beak.
The manager said, "This guy is out of his head!"
I said, "I'm puffs possessed better call in a priest!"

Christ temptations not easy,
He knew it's hard and he prays.
If he ate this back then,
Mass would serve puffs on Sundays.

Bathing in my puffs now on a grainy day,
Staining all my clothes so chocolatey.
Last night my wife said,
"You're cut, and you bled,
Lot's of chocolate syrup and
Smores you now - drink?"

Got a special batch from Vienna.
Eating chocolate puffs from the bag.
My family said, "Puff's gone to his head,
He looks just like Cuckoo Bird, don't brag".

Life is better now sweetie,
Your man is all he can be.
My dream is for growing,
A hybrid Cocoa Puffs tree.

I'm on the cuckoo train abnormal.
Fending off chocolate attacks.
Must deal with the stress of my chocolate excess,
I'll tone it down and try not to quack.

Get the box I'm uneasy,
I'm growing feathers and plea.
To stop all my quacking,
Then feed me Cocoa Puffs please.
To stop all my quacking,
Then feed me Cocao Puffs please.