1/10/2011

Step Away from the Peanut Butter!


 Once I thought you were adorable,
But that was all beforable.
You showed your really true, true self
And, oh! That self was horrible.

Your selfishness makes me shudder.
What awful words I’ve heard you utter...
But you know what did it? The final straw?
You ate up all my peanut butter!

So I’m away without a backwards glance.
I’m done with giving you another chance.
I’ll find a new guy who's adorable
To join with me in a hot romance.

But he'd best leave my peanut butter alone!

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This was written for One Shot Wednesday.

Posted by PattiKen
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30 comments:

  1. Monkey ManJanuary 10, 2011 at 5:36 PM

    You're tough! But "beforable"???

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  2. Katherine KrigeJanuary 10, 2011 at 5:40 PM

    I had to stop and think what day it was. You are early!

    Funny poem Patti. He better take the hint, I'd say. What's with peanut butter this week? Mr Miller was gummed up with the brown paste himself.

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  3. Betsy BrockJanuary 10, 2011 at 5:45 PM

    You and Brian Miller with peanut butter today! Now I want to make cookies! ha.

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  4. Brian MillerJanuary 10, 2011 at 5:50 PM

    ha. dont touch the peanut butter...an whats up with us both thinking about it today...lol

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  5. PattiKenJanuary 10, 2011 at 7:18 PM

    I know I'm early. I'm traveling. Posting from my phone is dicey, and I didn't want to miss it.

    I'm thrilled that you guys came anyway. You're not after my peanut butter, are you? Go have some of Brian's. ;-)

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  6. Sherry Blue SkyJanuary 10, 2011 at 9:27 PM

    hee hee, a funny one, Patti:) I had a craving for peanut butter toast yesterday - must have been picking it up via ESP. But I get to hog my whole jar!

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  7. jabblogJanuary 11, 2011 at 8:29 AM

    Very amusing poem! You can have my peanut butter any time you like as I don't like it. I only buy it to put pills in for the dogs (and occasionally my husband likes to eat it!)

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  8. JaniceJanuary 11, 2011 at 11:00 AM

    Fun poem! And I share your peanut buttery feelings.

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  9. Grandmother MaryJanuary 11, 2011 at 4:51 PM

    As a sister peanut butter lover- I understand!

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  10. AnonymousJanuary 11, 2011 at 5:12 PM

    Oh gosh patti...yes leave that peanut butter alone! You're ok with me...peanuts allergy lol!

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  11. AnonymousJanuary 11, 2011 at 5:34 PM

    Peanut butter chocolate wafer bars..

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  12. AnonymousJanuary 11, 2011 at 5:39 PM

    don't come between a woman and her comfort food-- eh? Nice, Patti!

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  13. AnonymousJanuary 11, 2011 at 5:42 PM

    Very Smooth! Or is it Nutty? Either way, I love it! Sandwiched between the lines is a wonderful little poem... :-)

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  14. anthonynorthJanuary 11, 2011 at 5:49 PM

    This was great. Leave it alone, indeed :-)

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  15. dustusJanuary 11, 2011 at 5:57 PM

    Made me chuckle at "beforable." lol There are certain boundaries one must respect, and taking the last of one's PB is grounds for hitting the road Jack! Very well done and creative, Patti.

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  16. BeachannyJanuary 11, 2011 at 6:49 PM

    Agree with Adam. Very clever and well written, Patti. I once got in lots of trouble for downing the last of CASHEW butter (which is so much more addictive than PB) when I was baby sitting. I found out much later that it came dear. :)
    Well done, Gay @beachanny

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  17. signed...bkmJanuary 11, 2011 at 11:20 PM

    How cute is this...yes we do have our limits even in love and romance...your are always a fun read Patti...thank you for sharing...but not your Peanut Butter...No way, you can keep it...bkm

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  18. *January 12, 2011 at 12:15 AM

    Love the sweetness of this, I agree, and have a pantry full of peanut butter to prove it!

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  19. Desert RoseJanuary 12, 2011 at 5:04 AM

    ahh hahaa as long as the peanut butter is safe ha! :)) that was very cute Patti!simple and refreshing..i like the daring tune ;)

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  20. Alice AudreyJanuary 12, 2011 at 1:03 PM

    LOL.

    Years ago my dh had a dream in which I had eaten the last of the peanut butter then left a smear of it inside the jar to hide what I'd done. It was so surprising to see him run into the kitchen first thing in the morning and check. It was a critical moment, you know. Good thing there was still a tablespoon full left.

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  21. ClaudiaJanuary 12, 2011 at 1:19 PM

    ha - yes - the fun ends when it comes to peanut butter...smiles
    funny and deep at the same time patti

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  22. Maude LynnJanuary 12, 2011 at 5:08 PM

    Preach, Sister!

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  23. KavitaJanuary 12, 2011 at 6:18 PM

    hahaha... this was super cute, Patti! NOW I know what irks you.. I'll try my best to NOT steal peanut butter from you.. hehe.. But will you promise to steal my chocolate? :)

    Totally relished this one.. ;-)

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  24. AnonymousJanuary 12, 2011 at 8:54 PM

    Thanks so much for the laugh!

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  25. Shashidhar SharmaJanuary 12, 2011 at 11:27 PM

    Wow!!! what a peanut butter can bring it on.. I enjoyed it ... thanks
    Dont you ever ate my peanut butter!

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  26. KBJanuary 13, 2011 at 12:11 AM

    MMMMMM, I love peanut butter too. My Whitesnake is from Australia and he calls it Peanut Paste. Doesn't sound as tasty when he calls it that. Weird!

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  27. ReflectionsJanuary 13, 2011 at 12:49 AM

    Love that peanut butter! Wonderfully witty... Nice write.

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  28. Steve IsaakJanuary 14, 2011 at 2:31 PM

    Fun, with a great title. Grin-inducing.

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  29. AnonymousJanuary 18, 2011 at 1:24 AM

    Fantastic! LOL funny...really! I'm afraid I wouldn't last a day...I LOVE peanut butter (extra crunchy), I eat it with a spoon. Speaking of which....... :)

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  30. AnonymousJanuary 29, 2011 at 11:09 PM

    Whassah mattah.... Dad eat all the PB again?

    Another great poem.

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