Ballad of peanut butter

Hospital Variety Show
Oct. 16, 2010

The Ballad of Peanut Butter

One day a child came home from football
Where he had fumbled, was jeered and booed.
His mother saw that his heart was breaking,
So she made him his favorite food.

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She did not make him a bowl of garden salad greens,
She made no whole wheat rolls, or a pile of beans,
She made a sandwich of toasted white bread,
With peanut butter, creamy style.

The years went by and he was a loser;
He led a useless and wretched life.
But she never criticized him;
She smiled as she got out the knife.

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Then he decided, upon the basis
Of a book he read one fall,
That his problems had resulted
From excessive cholesterol.

He ate a great big bowl of garden salad greens,
He ate that whole wheat roll, and that pile of beans,
He gave up sandwiches of toasted white bread,
With peanut butter, creamy style.

That night his dog died,
He smashed his pick-up,
His sweetheart left him,
He lost his hair,
His house caught fire,
He went to prison,
His poor old mother
Came to him there.

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(Listen to Garrison Keillor's version here :  http://prairiehome.publicradio.org/programs/2005/05/07/scripts/pb.shtml
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