... or PBO, a friend's nickname for the luncheon staple.
To the tune of the Bill Withers classic "Ain't No Sunshine When She's Gone."
Peany Buddy On
Ain't no peany buddy on
Ain't no PB with my J
Ain't no peany buddy on
And this house just ain't no home
Anytime it goes away
It is such a yummy spread
On my crackers, on my bread
Ain't no peany buddy on
And my lunch just turns out wrong
Anytime it goes away
Is it Skippy, is it Jif?
I can't help but wonder if
I'd be even half as strong
Without peany buddy on
Baby, I need it today
I know, I know, I know, I know ...
Yeah, lunch, it just ain't the same
Since my peany buddy went away
Poetry by Uncle Meridian
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Written on 2022-03-02 at 01:46
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