peanut butter cookies are easy for me
one cup of sugar wild and free
one egg stirred as I mutter
one cup of any old peanut butter
wonderful if baked ten minutes, truly nifty
be sure and set the over to three fifty
Butter Fly
the butter
~* *~
* *
* *
fly
that flied away
that broke
the heart
that put to skids
the board on skates
the kid o
\ /
p q
\o o/
~ ~ ~ ~
his head in the clouds
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he
skates
away
…
he
forgets
…
for his grandmother
this butter fly’s under lock and key
shes sweet and salty
reeses peanut butter cup
I cant resist her
What adds the best taste to some kinds of food?
It’s useful and so flavorful to me.
Not many foods I think from it I'd exclude.
Boring without it, some things would be!
For years, maybe eons, butter has been used.
Taste-wise, I’d say it rarely gets abused.
So butter me up like a buttercup – with love,
for butter has a taste I’ll never grow tired of.
Simmer veggies in it. Spread it all over bread.
I eat it on popcorn. I’m better-butter-fed!
One ingredient peanut butter fudge -
you don't even have to budge.
All you need to have's a spoon.
Serve in the morning or afternoon.
----------BOOK----------
Some sort of book,
Everybody needs.
Good book, bad book,
Fulfills your greed.
Light book, nice book,
Whatever you need.
Some sort of book,
Everybody needs.
Good book, good look,
Just take a peek.
Everybody needs
A book each week.
Red book, black book,
On what you agreed.
Some sort of book,
Everybody needs.
Bad book, cheap book,
Nothing will shatter.
After reading books,
You work like butter.
Gold book, silver book,
Whatever you plead.
Some sort of book,
Everybody needs.
Eat book, sleep book,
Read—no matter.
Knowledge is the thing
You spread and scatter.
i guess you don't know
i have the butter knife
and i know what's in your closet
clueless fools
you, my mom - your wife
living in some other world
you know nothing of
my life
the butter knife
is more than fantasy
it is the key
to open up the closet door
maybe
i won't be here
anymore
I can not explain it,
from another shore
you know what's in your closet
maybe
i'll blow out my brain
no longer feeling any pain
you knew nothing of
my life
butter
witty lyrics
melting my ears
yellow bright positive energy
smooth
smooth
shimmery gliding
melody fair, grooves
leisurely my moonstruck heart
bait
spread thick and smooth on crusty bread
a warmth that lingers softly said
from apples ripe with autumn’s care
a spice-laced story lingers there
the pot would bubble steam would rise
as time would brew its sweet disguise
cinnamon whispers nutmeg sighs
a comfort born beneath cool skies
each spoonful holds a season’s glow
the orchard’s gift a quiet show
oh simple joys a timeless balm
in apple butter’s tender calm
(got some for Christmas whoot whoot)
Today I think of your
Contributions closing the theater’s door
Putting together toasted bread
Ready for a child to be fed
Youngster wearing grape jelly
Face down to the belly
Laughing saying ‘this is great’
Not showing any hate
But Peanut Butter, it is you
Who makes the mid-day matinee ever so cool
Thank you for coming out of the nutty shell
I would like to tell
About the sandwich where you are
The star
Performing with a backup fruity band
Bringing in all your fans
Grabbing using two strong hands
Not really needing added ham
Applause when going into the mouth
Travelling stomach south
Toddler enjoying the mess
Never will they confess
Instead, go off to sleep
Napping counting Bo and Peep
Lovely sheep
Who once were said
Proclaimed Holy bread
God’s true lamb
Sacrificed when ended up caught in a jam
How much do we love
Our meal fitting like a glove
Getting it all over ourselves
Nutritious wealth
Giving us good health
Being simple as a chair
Lunchtime afternoon’s delightful affair
Always welcome on the stage
No matter what the audiences age
'Creak creak' says
The old rocking chair
On a tiny old wooden porch
'Aawk aawk' says
The old crow as it
Flies steadily to the north
'Cock-a-doodle-do' says
The red rooster as he clucks
The new day in at half past four
Arise! Coffee's brewing
eggs and bacon on the stove
Hurry! Grab your baskets
Time for pickin' in the grove
Bring your pail out to the barn
Milk the cow and churn butter
Gather a stack of hay in your arms
Feed the baby hereford and his twin brother
Oh what a life in the country
So much work but so much play
When harvest comes there's always such bounty
It's the good Lord we thank each and every day
butter on my pancakes
in my grits too
on potatoes
and salads and pie
on both sides of my grilled cheese sandwich
butter every second
enjoyed all day long
I am your girl if you need a butter song
peanut butter and mayo
don’t forget lettuce
it is my favorite sandwich
not real Mayo
Sweet Miracle Whip
do you want
one?
best peanut butter cookie
three ingredients
peanut butter and sugar
a cup of each one
and one chopped up egg
best ever
treat
Haven’t you heard, “Butterflies are free”
So, why to view them indoors are you charged a fee
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