It was mid day,
When I went home for lunch,
Walking down the street,
The five of us in a bunch.

Hungry I was,
A girl in grade four,
I couldn't wait to eat,
Excited to step through the door.

Behold--it was ready,
A sandwich with peanut butter,
Little did I know,
It came with another.

Jam there was,
And I began to cry,
Forced to eat it,
I screamed why.

I don't like it I said,
As I sat down,
"Too bad then, starve",
I began to frown.

I threw a fit,
In front of the stairs,
And I checked the lock,
Although I didn't care.

I thought it was closed,
Turns out it was not,
Back flipped into the basement,
A mean cut I got.

I split open my head,
All because of the Jam,
But I came up laughing,
So funny I am.