*Peeps,
Peeps who need peeps,
Are the luckiest peeps in the world
We’re children, needing other children
And yet letting a grown-up pride
Hide all the need inside
Acting more like children than children
Lovers are very special peeps
They’re the luckiest peeps in the world *
Nuke 'em.
Her family is rather nice. I probably should not nuke them.
I meant the peeps. In the microwave.
It’s amusing.
Glad to know her family’s nice enough not to nuke, though. 
Oh. Never mind then. 
Personally, I regard peeps as a decoration, not an actual food.