I stood in the kitchen on a Monday night
Needing to eat something good and fine
Stomach growling for some food
Much better than drinking wine
I opened the cupboards and looked in
Hoping for calorific revelation
I saw to the side, the Peanut butter
That nearly ended my deliberation
But I could not decide which to have
Crunchy, smooth, bread or toast
Which one to select and devour?
Eat both? And, on the ode, boast?
As my mind sought a quick answer
And my Stomach shouted COME ON!!
My indecision got the better of me
and I ended up with..... Salmon.
The Peanut butter stayed untouched
But tonight when my stomach feels squelchy
I’ll return to the cupboard for my PB
If it hasn’t been eaten by Welshy.
Edited by mikenhe 2004-06-22 11:14 AM