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Wednesday, May 15, 2019

Peter Pantoum: a Petit Paean to PB&J

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.


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