Peanut

You're delicious

like a honeyed, cinnamon sprinkled peanut.

The sight of you

makes me want to run

to the convenience store

to pick up

some honey drizzled, cinnamon sprinkled peanuts.

Your smile is contagious.

I smile right back at you.

You're my honey drizzled, cinnamon sprinkled peanut,

my special, succulent, scrumptious honey drizzled, cinnamon sprinkled peanut

that I get to indulge in

every day and night

from afar.

I'll keep coming for extras,

because you won't stop

making my mouth water.

Your distant presence

makes my belly growl

for more handfuls

of honey drizzled, cinnamon sprinkled peanuts.

One, micro handful

of honey drizzled, cinnamon sprinkled peanuts

will NEVER be enough

to keep my belly quiet.

The bigger the handfuls,

the sweeter and tastier they'll be.

Than my belly

will finally shut up!

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Author's note: To learn more about Baba Keji, please watch the following YouTube video. The video is in Yoruba (a Nigerian dialect spoken by people of the Yoruba tribe) with English subtitles.