In Praise of Peanut Butter

You won’t ever convince me
Of a better kind of food
Than good old peanut butter
I’m sorry, is that rude?

Do you not like peanuts?
Or a tiny bit of salt?
Spread on bread the perfect bite
Crunchy sort is my default

Spread on celery stalks
Or with some type of jelly
Put it in a cookie too
Or just go spoon direct to belly

I hope you aren’t allergic
If you are I feel so bad
Without my peanut butter
Life would be so sad

Of course I’m being silly
But the truth — I love the stuff
In praise of peanut butter
Ok, I’ll stop... that is enough

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