Buttery thickness, you coat my tongue,
making it hard to swallow,
I’m choking on some.

But once it is down,
I want some more
I can’t explain the goodness
I find at the store.

Don’t give me chunky,
the chunks make me gag.
Anything but creamy
would just make me sad.

I choose to be happy,
go on, take a whiff.
Choosy sniffers can’t deny
the aroma of Jif.

I realize our conversation on peanut butter was weeks ago, but I just partook of some delicious butter of the peanut, and I am in such a lively and gay mood right now!

P.S. Just want to give a shout out to my girl, Nan! HAPPY 25th BIRTHDAY!!!! I love you more than peanut butter and that’s alot!!!!!!