The Peanut Butter Club

Ev’ry night, just ‘bout nine This story does unfold The living room is quiet My puppy’s nose is cold The TV plays a drama We’re watching, all is well In fact, my pup is sleeping As far as I can tell A bit of hunger hits me The pantry in my sight I tiptoe ‘cross the carpets So quiet while in flight No matter my endeavor I turn to see a tail Wave above the sofa Following my trail Before I touch the jar He knows just what I’ll do I’m caught, there’s no denying “Yes, there’s some for you” This little game, each night we play My finger now a stub As we have just concluded “The Peanut Butter Club “ For my little Monte Who just adores peanut butter “Natural, extra chunky, of course”