poem

I was just cleaning out my email inbox before I leave for a week to Los
Angeles and I came across this oldie but goodie, written by Rachel for
her 4th or 5th grade writing class. (...and not read to the class at the
teacher's request)
-Pam

my mom was fat
imagine that! she
changed each week
losing 5 pounds was
very bleak. she would
take a jog but rolled like
a log. her power jog would be a flop
her butt would flap and her feet would
sing so she went on to try it "the krispy kreme diet!"
but her butt would hurt and out she would blut "I'm getting phater each
day!"