Nut Life

There once was a peanut who lived in a shell.
Day after day, that’s where he would dwell.
Dreaming of heaven: saw life as a hell.
He longed for the fingers to fracture his cell.

One day they came, the fingers set free.
The cell stripped away so the peanut could see.
The trip to her mouth, her lips and her teeth.
The peanuts heart sunk, ‘oh where is my sheath’.

Passed from her fingers, into her chops,
she's let the skin drop while the peanuts life stop’s.
Dreaming of heaven: saw life as a hell:

now he’s heading down south: while she steps on his shell.