Sam jam pieces .....A Poem by ROSALIND
I once knew a girl
called Sam... And she would always eat pieces of jam... In the palm of her hand ... was some sticky jam... Sam always wore a clean dress .. But soon it became caked in her favorite raspberry Jam.... Her mother fret about the mess.. For she was always keen on keeping Sam clean..But soon She became Messy caked in her favorite Jam... One Day her mum stopped Making her favorite raspberry jam.. What a shame for poor Sam.........  © 2013 ROSALIND |
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Added on July 1, 2013 Last Updated on July 1, 2013 |
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