The Peanut Butter & Jellyfish Sandwich

Leatherback and Sunny strolled down the sandy beach,
philosophizing grandly and chattering happily,
"What if we were fruit bats and all the world a peach?"

Leatherback stretched his neck and squinted at the sky.
Sunny glanced along the shore and felt his stomach rumble.
Both agreed the time had come to share a minced-meat pie.

Sunny said, "I think, my friend that I should taste it for you,
just to make sure it's not too hot or this bite undercooked...
and one more bite just to be sure it doesn't taste like glue."

Sunny gulped and burped and apologized on his honor as a fish
for having eaten all the dish while Leatherback grimaced,
"Your gluttony, old chum, has left me rather peckish."

"But never mind. What's done is done," said Leatherback magnanimously,
"and sandwiches are best with tea, wouldn't you agree?"
And so on he chattered to his friend as they sat beside the sea.

Sunny agreed sheepishly while the turtle began again,
"I'd really enjoy a peanut butter and jellyfish sandwich with tea.
Would you be a dear and catch one for me, my friend?"

Sunny hesitated then asked as he scratched his head,
"Since peanut butter and jellyfish are not quite in season,
wouldn't you prefer to have a piece of pie instead?"

Leatherback slowly smiled and replied treacle-sweetly,
"If you hadn't eaten it all, I might be inclined to agree..."
He trailed off as he eyed his friend greedily.

"But never mind... never mind," the turtle began again.
"Come, sit a while beside me and rest here for a bit."
So Sunny sat, closed his eyes, and nervously scratched his chin.

"Well, after that meal, I am a bit tired," Sunny went on.
What happened next, we'll never know. But one thing is certain.
Leatherback sometimes weeps to himself and Sunny is gone.