"Butter." The word just flows off the tongue. I love butter. Growing up in my house, butter was always comfort food. Had a bad day? Nothing a little butter can't fix. .
In honor of my old friend butter, here's a little Haiku:
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Butter, you are delicious.
You make me happy.
Margarine, I don't get you.
6 comments:
Butter, thou art Lord.
But you come from inside cows,
So you make me fat.
I love that chapstick butter!
Rob: welcome to my site! I like your Haiku. Thanks for the reminder that it's supposed to be 5,7,5 syllables. Mine is inverted, but I like it so I'm keeping it that way.
Kate: Chapstick butter rocks!
wait ... is that roll-on butter?!?!?!?
Butter lip-balm....hmmm, somebody will make a lot of dough!
...or at least eat it!
That dog in that pink dress is named Lulu? That can't be! I'm the only Lulu and I'm the most beautiful cat ever. Please change that dog's name!
Now give me a belly rub please. I'll purr for you.
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