Saturday, April 23, 2005
A Poem for Fran (who doesn't like peas)
Pass the butter, please.
But don't pass the peas.
If I eat peas I'll surely die.
But don't hold back the apple pie.
You can serve me eggs and cheese,
chocolate covered bumble bees,
Liver, spinach, all of these,
But, heaven sakes, DON'T...SERVE...ME...PEAS!!!
Pass the butter, please.
But don't pass the peas.
(1974)
But don't pass the peas.
If I eat peas I'll surely die.
But don't hold back the apple pie.
You can serve me eggs and cheese,
chocolate covered bumble bees,
Liver, spinach, all of these,
But, heaven sakes, DON'T...SERVE...ME...PEAS!!!
Pass the butter, please.
But don't pass the peas.
(1974)
