Mr Pj's
Sun – pat peanut butter
And jam on my bread
To feed a hungry mouth
Well that’s is what I read
I thought that I might try one
So began, to use my loaf
But now I’m hooked, and fully booked
Cause, I have it in my roast
Yes, I opened up a restaurant
And called it chick PJ’s
I stuff these little chickens
With the mixture that I’ve made
I keep my ingredients secret
But, I think that you may guess
It’s the jam and peanut butter
Bread pudding at its best
So if you’re feeling hungry
And looking for a roast
Just come on down to town
And try my chicken loaf
I can’t believe my luck
With my loyal little phrase
It’s my PJ chicken feast
That started this blooming craze
©Copyright 28th January 2014
K.C.Leake
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Copyright © Kevin Leake | Year Posted 2014
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