Peanut Butter Magnetism
Peanut butter, so seductive;
unless my gastronomical desire
could be ever appeased or tamed
my guts and tongue had to
frown a little longer,
because I was not prepared
to let this extreme fondness
to invade my stability
But its attraction,
it's cunning seduction,
beckoned my name
with an irresistable voice,
my hands tried not to touch it,
at least at tried,
my mind glared at my resistance
and my hands held the
jar in a surrender of addiction
My tongue smooched the peanut
butter with happiness,
apparently it was irresistible!
By Kakraba Afful
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