Friday, April 8, 2011

Poem for Creative Writing

Betsey Jane’s Jam
Betsey Jane liked jam a lot
So much that she cooked a pot
Of jam every week

She cooked jam on sunny days
And made it many different ways
In many different flavors

She shared her jam with her dog,
And shared it with the neighbor’s hog
But never with the neighbors

Because even though she loved her jam
(And even put it on her yams)
It always hurt their bellies

So all the neighbors said “no thanks”
Or they would go out to the bank
To avoid the icky jelly

But that was fine with Betsey Jane
And back home with her jam she came
And ate it with her leeks.

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