Halleluja! Hip hip hooray! PB&J!
Found grounded in ground peas well-ground into butter
o'erlaid with a layer of jelly. Ole!
Your sandwich...? Tres rich! My papillae...? Aflutter.
Found grounded in ground peas well-ground into butter.
One layer of jelly; one layer of Jif
(your sandwich...? Tres rich! My papillae...? Aflutter)
twixt slices of Wonder Bread. Give us a whiff!
One layer of jelly; one layer of Jif
(some spread Peter Pan -- either crunchy or smooth)
betwixt slices of Wonder Bread. Give us a whiff!
Such comfort food's proud of its power to soothe.
Some spread Peter Pan -- either crunchy or smooth --
and then add mash'd bananas (an Elvis, it's call'd).
Such comfort food's proud of its power to soothe.
And the fans of The King dine completely enthrall'd --
all who add mash'd bananas (an Elvis, it's call'd).
Or just jam, and the butter from peanuts, and bread.
And the fans of The King die completely enthrall'd.
OK, PB&J! On fad food I'd be fed!
Postface: a pantoum is the name assigned any
of a series of poetic forms based on the Malay
pantum. Cf two posts below for schematics and
a brief intro to the structure of the form.
PlaysWellWithLetters is a blogorrheal notebook of Nonsense in rhyming metres accompanying often-inconsequential sequencial graphics all issuing from the hands and/or minds of Sgt. N. ("Jim") Smithe-Magee, amateur author/illustrator whose several books are available online from Politics & Prose Bookstore under the nom de charade Ulysses Poe.
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