An occasional foray Into the kitchen everyday
Has led to many nightly dinners
Of a meal made for winners.
Dear peanut butter jelly, just as night begins to fall,
The children start to call,
“Woe is me. I’m hungry!”
And now, my answer every night,
Dressing up with sheer delight?
Yay, Peanut Butter Jelly!
They mumble and whine, “Again…my belly!”
Dear ones, your brother cries,
Look into my tired eyes.
Please eat it now,
And tomorrow I vow,
For something more,
Please humor me for,
Bedtime is here
And I love you my dear.