An Ode to P.B.
Peanut butter covers all bases
It soothes hunger pangs and sticks smartly
to young children’s faces…
Craving for creaminess it all but erases-
P.B.
It’s nifty
And it’s fine
It is
the peanut divine.
Tho’ oft not alone
With Jelly atop the throne
Of bagels
And of toast
P.B’s the most-
P.B.
When payday is ahead, looming far
You search the fridge for a single jar…
On plain saltines, it’s above par-
P.B.
For sealing letters-
Whoever knew?
It sticks to me
It sticks to you
P.B. shampoo?
No, that won’t do!
P.B.
Can it stop a leak?
Repair your car?
Ol’ George Washington Carver
Rightfully made it center star.
It took him far…
P.B.
Has it been
In outer space?
How many starlets sagging faces
Has it graced?
And could it heal
The human race?
P.B.
P.B. elixir-
It’s on T.V.
P.B. in your gas tank?
It just can’t be!
And that boo boo
There, on your knee…
Just rub
P.B.
That's funny, lg. :) I like PB and cherry jam, especially on graham crackers.
ReplyDeleteMy sister heard once that if you put PB in your hair and sat out in the sun, it would streak with blonde. Nope. :)
Ha! Thanks Lynn. It was an assignment for my poetry group meeting tomorrow! Wow. I never heard of PB in the hair; I thought it was hydrogen peroxide... that's what we did! :) Have a great and a very good day Lynn!
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lol! That was such a fun read, lg. Who knew PB had so many hidden talents? Oh, and I love that shot of Lakhi :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Talon! I am presenting it to fellow poets tomorrow and I do hope that they get a good laugh!
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Lakhi says 'Arf-arf!!'
Nice one!
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