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Peanut butter and bread day
Here comes my piece of bread
It is a clear, clean, happy Sunday
I was free from my problem last week
I finally had my messy apartment clean up
Admirable and looking good like my freshly baked toast, soft and clean
The freshly baked bread aroma fills my day
And my baker, jolly loaf
Oh no, oh no
Here comes my peanut and butter
I love your cute little face
Your tiny feet and tiny hand
You’re so small but mighty
What can I do with both of you
What can I do with both of you
The cute little twins I nicknamed them King and Queen
You’re my messy day (troubled)
Peanut butter and bread
Give me a hand, someone
Get the little ones away from me
Now, peanut and butter is all over me
Cheeky face, cheeky face
Peanut butter is all over me
Can we eat now
Life’s a baked loaf of bread
Freshly prep for our morning sunshine
Problems peeping over the shoulder, ready to pop in the noon
Part of life
Embrace the problems
Try too hard to fix a problem
Are burned out for me
Just another peanut butter bread day.
