I gave my friend some peanut brittle
when what she wanted was butter brickle.
She had a fit, even cursed a little
And down her cheek a tear did trickle.
I asked so kindly what was the matter.
The tears began to flow as she fussed.
She told me “brittle” makes her fatter.
Alas, forever I had lost her trust.
I helped her recover from her fit on the floor
And patiently dried the tears on her cheek,
Then bravely turned and went out the door
Through two feet of snow I now must trek.
For January dieters, if you must chose between peanut brittle and butter brickle, choose butter brickle. For serious dieters, leave off both. 😀
Thanks, M, for the prompt “butter brickle.”
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