KIDVERSE: COMFORT FOOD

Feeling blue
As blue can be
I reach out for
My remedy
—Peanut butter!

Dad caught a peek
Of my online pal
Asked, “That a guy
Or that a gal?”
—Peanut butter!

Mom found something
In my drawer
Knocked her socks
And dropped her jaw.
—Peanut butter!

Arithmetic,
Arithmetic,
It makes me sob,
It makes me sick.
—Peanut butter!

Why’d I shout
“Mrs. Pell
Is the designated
Teacher from hell”?
—Peanut butter!

I called the schoolguard
A dizzy dame.
I hope she doesn’t
Know my name.
—Peanut butter!

My best friend talked
Behind my back,
Told all the kids
I’m a sad sack.
—Peanut butter!

Will I marry
And divorce
Like the neighbors?
Horrors! Of course.
–Peanut butter!

My worst enemy
I hate to admit
Is twice as smart
And twice as fit.
—Peanut butter!

No one knows
The troubles I’ll see.
But if they do–
DO NOT TELL ME.
—Peanut butter!
—Peanut butter!!
—Peanut butter!!