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Friday, December 02, 2005


Hello, the Halloween Peeps I've been aging have matured. They're finally stale enough for human consumption. By the time you read this, they will be gone.

I have taken the liberty of collaborating with Emily Dickinson in documenting this phenomenon:

The Products of my Farm are Peeps
Sufficient for my Own
And here and there a Benefit
Unto a Neighbor's Bin, but not really.
Because I ate them all.

With Me, 'tis Harvest all the Year
For when the Frosts begin
We just reverse the Zodiac
And fetch the Christmas Peeps in.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go into the next room and have diabetes.


Blogger OldHorsetailSnake said...

There is no such thing as Peeps at any season except Easter. You have been sorely misled; conned, perhaps.

3:31 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

i am compelled to share some verses composed on the subject of peeps by my friend ame russell of fairbanks, alaska. this work dates from much earlier, circa 1997, and was inspired by activities in the environs of kingston, new york at the local SuperK and at the red hook grand union.


How Mira Kelsey of Delaware steals Easter
Contributed by Amy Russell

In the box is a peep
and it's wrinkled and flat
it is no longer puffy
nor all cute and fat.

How came it this Easter
to look quite this way?
I will tell you a secret
about one Mira K.

She goes to the market
she goes every season
with a glint in her eye
and I now know the reason.

For I have seen Mira Kelsey
when she espies this candy
whilst shopping with Eleanor
or else Sara Handy.

She's possessed by the Devil
and she so craves that fix
Oh, what mortal can refrain
from smooshing the chicks?

They are plump, they have tummies
they've marshmallows for heads
they are round but not juicy
they are stiff but not dead.

You can poke and impale them
or squish, squash and pinch
you can mash in their heads
like a scrooge or a grinch.

When such a peep you should see
-I'll have you understand-
sitting mushed in its package
it's the work of the hand

of Mira Elyse Kelsey
who lives in DE
she has done it to them
and she's done it to me.

4:44 PM  
Blogger Esther Wilberforce-Packard said...

Good gravy, I have Sara posting poetry on my blog? What commandment did I transgress, Lord?

5:46 PM  
Blogger kari said...

ooh..perfectly aged peeps! divine!

2:29 AM  
Blogger Chris Cope said...

Thou shalt not wear pink undies on Sunday. I don't know if you did, but the baby Jesus does.

7:24 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Proper peeps enjoyment. http://www.crackerjames.com/Events/Peeps%2004/peeps_2004.htm Check out the pictures a page or so down. Of course this is only done with easter peeps.

2:09 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

As a PhD Chemist, allow me to comment: microwaving Peeps is one way to achieve near-instant gratification, as opposed to waiting ever so long for them to dehydrate into non-marshmallow firmness on their own. Bive them just enough time in the old 2.5GHz to avoid their expansion to elephantine proportions, and you can eat them as soon as they cool.... And if you don't wait for that, you will burn your tongue quite effectively.

12:54 PM  
Blogger Desert Cat said...

Perfectly manicured nails on what appear could be petite, feminine hands.

How wrong we all were...

4:52 PM  

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