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Robert L. Martin

Robert L. Martin

Peanut Butter Sandwich

Peanut Butter Sandwich
 
…..and the king blurted out,
“I want a peanut butter sandwich.”
Then the master servant replied,
“I could order up our
Vintage 1765 Bordeaux from the
Wine cellar to go along with the
Salmon that we could have
Flown in from Nova Scotia for you.”
 
“But I want a peanut butter sandwich.”
“Or would your highness prefer a
Tasty crab cake direct from the Bering Sea
Prepared by our finest chef?”
 
“I want a peanut butter sandwich.”
“We have a delicious assortment of caviar
You could have and you could drink
Champagne from a goblet that the
Seventeenth century monks
Used to drink from.”
 
But I just want a peanut butter sandwich.”
“What’s a peanut butter sandwich?”

Featured in Verse-Virtual, online publication ff@verse-virtual.com Oct 2014 issue

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