Mutter, Mutter
Peanut butter.
Oh what a sticky mess.
Soft and squishy like a paste,
With a strong nutty kinda taste.
Who could ever guess?
Those crackers with that peanut butter...
Oh what can you do.
When your sis replaces that nutty mess...
With staple-wood super glue!
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This was exceedingly cute, and playful, I liked the laid back tone and the irreverence of it just being fun without typical poetic tension found in lots of works. It’s good to let go every now and then and write humor, good for the heart. A really great work and tell your sis to lay off the Peanut butter