Peanut Butter
Can't think of much of nothing
That I like any better
Than a big ole spoonful
Of my favorite peanut butter
And as I lick to have it stick
To the roof of my mouth
A thing I do more often
Than I could ever count
I like the crunchy better
Than I do over plain
But when it comes down to it
I'll swing either way
I'll even toast to honey roasted
When I'm feeling sweet
As long as it's peanut butter
Makes no difference to me
It compliments chocolate
And you should taste it in a pie
You'd think you'd died and gone to heaven
After the first bite
If you're into veggies
It goes good with celery
And the way that it sits on a Ritz
Is like a masterpiece
But if neither of that suits you
You can fill in a banana
Add a little honey
But only if you wanna
And what kind of sandwich
Would jelly be like
If it didn't have peanut butter
To share the other side
So now you know how it is
And exactly how I feel
With the substance peanut butter
Being the real deal
Spoon it out of the jar
And thickly spread it on
Cause peanut butter even
Goes good with a poem
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