Margerine And Butter

 

I cannot tell the one from the udder,

when it comes to margerine and butter.

 

note: no one ever margerines up people.

double note: all the other snowman poetry is here.

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Today #335

Today I wondered if there was a Four Seasons Hotel on the Equator.

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7 responses to “Margerine And Butter

  1. Great blog. You hit this one out of the ball park (and I’m not margerine you up either – butter on the other hand… 😉

    PS. That’s a sad looking snowman. I’d say he’s on his last legs if he had any.

  2. Magarine tastes better…ok there I said it.

  3. when you can’t make a snow man, make a snow blob….heeeee!

  4. Thanks for the comments.

    Kelly Pettit: thanks! Yes, the snowman looks a little Jabba the Hutish. These guys never really try to make a good snowman; they just try to camouflage their snowpile.

    bearman: shocking! hee hee!

    sweetiegirlz: I might make a flat snowman today. Now I have something to do!

  5. You’ve gotten far more snow than we have this season. That is a very fat snowman. Glad he’s not jaundiced yet. That would just be gross.

  6. There used to be an Australian Dairy Corporation ad on TV years ago with an old bloke who said “Hot margarined scones. Just don’t sound the same does it? Only butter butters. Margarine can only margarine”

  7. Thanks for the comments.

    S. Le: it has snowed everyday for about 2 weeks … but only a few centimetres each day. However, every place 30 minutes in every direction with mountains has receive an incredible amount of snow. The ski hills are happy this year.

    Tony: There used to be a margerine called “I can’t believe it’s not butter” … or that was the slogan. You know what? it tasted a lot like margerine!

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