Picky Pam......................(For Max)

M Mary Nagy Mary Nagy
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She use to pack her own lunch. She called hot lunch a waste. She didn't like the cooks at school. She had such picky taste. She was my locker partner... let's call her ''Picky Pam''. She never brought PB & J. She could only eat the ''jam''. She thought it was so clever how she brought her special lunch. She had no clue what others thought when she sat down to munch. She always had egg salad. A sandwich with a smell.... that carried halfway through the school and all the kids would yell. ''Who brought the stinky sandwich? '' ''I bet it's Picky Pam! '' ''She eats egg salad everyday! '' ''I hear she won't eat ham.'' There's a moral to the story.... if you bring your lunch to school PLEASE don't bring egg salad cause stinking isn't cool!

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