Post by jcalfee on Jun 14, 2014 9:32:09 GMT -5
Tastes like a peanut butter cookie to me.
It was round, brown, flat, and perfect,
with cross-hatched indentations on top--
pressed in by a loving hand with a fork.
with cross-hatched indentations on top--
pressed in by a loving hand with a fork.
The slight dusting of sugar caught the light,
sending out tiny subliminal invitations--
promising glorious peanut butter distraction.
Everyone at table 21 grabbed one,
not waiting for the DJ to give the okay.
sending out tiny subliminal invitations--
promising glorious peanut butter distraction.
Everyone at table 21 grabbed one,
not waiting for the DJ to give the okay.
After one bite, her eyebrows gathered in anger,
the tasteless treat dropping to the pristine cloth
as she turned to her date for reassurance.
the tasteless treat dropping to the pristine cloth
as she turned to her date for reassurance.
Tastes like a peanut butter cookie to me.
It was then she knew that they would never marry.
