She gets freaked out by the contents of my closet.
Howls at the chips that I keep in my pocket.

When I only have time to hold the jar
of salsa to dip Scoops and raising the bar.

To make food more "mobile",
to give me convenience
And I get made fun of,
Give me some lenience!

There's no room in the cupboard
so the P.B.'s in my dresser.
Of all your pet peeves
I hope the P.B.'s the lesser. 

Where's the spaghetti, you ask?
I keep that in the closet, next to the sauce, in the back.

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