Peanut Butter and Fluff

My mother use to make me peanut butter and fluff sandwiches

as a kid

I would get animated becoming a cartoon character

The way the two connected like a magnet would always send me in a flurry

But then I found out that not everyone’s mother made them

peanut butter and fluff sandwiches

I felt like a balloon being snapped by an arrow

And the archer was my first grade class

I remember the teacher having us line up in order of our favorite sandwiches

Peanut butter and Jelly

Peanut butter and Nutella

by that time I was the only student left

and I was proud that my mother made me

peanut butter and fluff sandwiches.

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