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Want A Peanut?
Once there was a kind widowed old lady
Her name was Claire O’Grady
She is the eldest person in the community
And if possible, helps others at every opportunity
One day while she finished shopping, it was a bit
too much for her to carry
The only one to volunteer was the bag boy Barry
So they both walked to her home, which was six
blocks away
It was the beginning of May
So it was a warm, lovely blue sky day
Just when Barry was struggling, thinking another
step he wouldn’t survive
To the house they finally arrive
She offered him a drink
Barry was grateful, so she went to the kitchen sink
There were peanuts in a bowel, he ate some
they were so tasty he ate some more
When Mrs O’Grady walked through the door
She smiled & offered some more peanuts in a jar
When she went to the cabinet there were a
collection of them, it was bizarre
Barry loved peanuts & asked if she was sure
she wouldn’t mind
She said take a jar, its was completely fine
That she couldn’t eat them because the peanuts
her teeth couldn’t grind
Barry was confused & asked why she
has kept so many then?
Mrs O’Grady didn’t hear it, so loudly
Barry asked again
It would change his life what he
was about to discover
As Mrs O’Grady said “Oh, they use to
be chocolate covered”
Poor Barry went into a state of shock &
never fully recovered.
Based On An Urban Legend
( This is part of my Urban Legend Series )
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Polished draft
Critiques
neopoet
1 day 16 hours ago
Neopoet AI (premium) [2026-06]
The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:
This poem commits fully to its comic mode, and the payoff lands where it should: the final revelation about the chocolate coating arrives with genuine timing, held back until the last possible moment. Delaying the punchline across the "state of shock" line and then delivering it in the closing couplet is a sound instinct for how a joke poem should be paced, and the mild disgust of the reveal is well judged, more unsettling than gross.
The narrative moves efficiently through its setup. Claire O'Grady is established quickly as generous and elderly, and the detail that she cannot grind the peanuts with her teeth is planted early enough to feel like fair play once the twist explains it. That planted detail is the poem's strongest structural feature, because the ending rewards a reader who noticed it.
The rhyme scheme, though, works unevenly. Some couplets pair naturally, such as "again" and "then," while others reach for the rhyme at the cost of the sentence, most visibly in the cluster around "warm, lovely blue sky day," where "May" and "day" and "away" pile up and slow the momentum with information the story does not need. Trimming one of those lines would tighten the walk to the house considerably. The lines also vary widely in length, which is fine in a loose comic ballad, but a few of the longest ones read more like prose sentences that happen to end on a rhyme than like measured verse. Reading the longest lines aloud and cutting them toward a steadier beat would sharpen the comic rhythm.
One small thing works against the poem unintentionally: "bowel" in place of "bowl." Since the humor already trades on a queasy image, an accidental anatomical word muddies the intended effect, and correcting it would keep the disgust squarely where the poem wants it.
Consider also whether the line stating that the discovery would change Barry's life is needed, since it announces the twist's importance a beat before the twist itself, softening the surprise. Letting the reveal do that work alone would give the ending more snap.
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Andrea
1 day 15 hours ago
Thank You
Thank you for pointing out the mistake with the bowel/bowl, i have corrected it, thanks again for alerting me to it and thank you for your comment i really do appreciate it:)
Geezer
1 day 8 hours ago
Now that...
was funny! I can see an old friend of mine, delivering that line! She was a scream, always had a quick retort and a little bit of sass for you. If she didn't joke with you, she got business over and you went out the door. Nice stuff, ~ Geezer.
Andrea
1 day 2 hours ago
Thank You So Much
Thank you so much, your friend sounds interesting lol
Thanks for reading my poems and commenting, i truly am grateful :)
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