Peanut ButterA Poem by Bland Boythis poem is about my favorite thing my therapist said i should try and write it to get the bad feelings out of me
Peanut butter brown like a dog
(But a nice dog not a mean one) A dog would eat peanut butter But he would not enjoy it For dogs were not made by god And dont have souls Souls being necessary to enjoy rich soupy brown Peanut Butter Peanut butter is my friend when all other Friends have abandoned you Peanut butter would never say nice things to your face Then delete you from its Halo Reach clan thats right GREG I'm calling you out If Peanut Butter was a woman it would Have large breasts And would play Halo with me Mum says I shouldn't eat Peanut Butter every day But she's Wrong
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