Oh peanut butter cup,
Why do you do this so?
I love you as a new born pup,
And this you need to know.
The way your filled with goodness,
I never ever could describe,
The peanut butter is usless,
Unless in you it is inside.
Nothing could compair to my,
Favorite peanut butter filled chocolate cup,
As I ofter look into the sky,
And then I suddenly hiccup.
My letter to you with this will end,
As I go to meet you my dearest friend.
**********This was an english assignment. It's a sonet. So I did the best I could. This is compleatly original. I know its goofy...but whatever. I hope you like it! ! ************
Erica Burke
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/peanut-butter-cups/
