Merry XII/XXV! I hope you unwrapped a fully milked bowl of Sugar Cookie Toast Crunch.

Oh, is that just my tradition? Better not tell you what’s leaking from your stocking.

Yule drippings aside, I hope you have a warm and sweet day worth savoring. In the spirit of mirth, I want to extend the thanks that I owe all of you (for enduring my paragraph-length sentences) to another, behind-the-scenes Cerealously supporter, as well.

Who is this shimmering stalwart? Well, just look at the photo above, and allow me to explain:

Ripley the squiggled cardboard,

annoys me just a little bit.

Cause if you ever see him,

he’s probably stuck in my carpet.

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All the cereal companies,

Love to pack samples with him

They seem to think ‘Why not give

bloggers just enough to swim?’

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Then one scrap-less Christmas Eve,

dan g. came to say,

‘Ripley with your twists so light,

won’t you stuff my gifts tonight?’

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Then all the mailmen loved him,

and delivered with a bow,

Ripley the squiggled cardboard,

You’re another carpet’s problem now!

See you all soon, with a flexible New Year’s Resolution’s worth of exciting new cereals to get slung in my mouth and squiggles to get stuck to my foot.