Two More Minutes With Peanut
minute poem with nonsense words
Stretching, I might be four-foot-six
I've learned to fix
the wixumph jokes
of thoughtless blokes.
Some people are antriphinal -
not short on bull
"Peanut," they yell
"Who cracked your shell?
Perspecitus, 'tis a good word
When thoughts get blurred,
I watch them squirm
at each word worm.
When perspecitus meets wixumph,
I can triumph,
remaining bold -
mood quite controlled.
Vurshotimy! I call the shots,
connect the dots.
When chaps condemn,
toss words to them.
Two minutes with Peanut, no dice.
A little spice
'tworks well enough
to call their bluff.
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