April 4, 2010
By Rheanna BRONZE, Lynnwood, Washington
Rheanna BRONZE, Lynnwood, Washington
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Favorite Quote:
"What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet."

There once was a boy
His name was Troy
Who always wore a blue baseball caps
Never had friends, and refused his naps
There once was a boy named Troy

There once was girl
She had golden curls
Who wore pink skirts
And flowery shirts
Sam was the name of the girl with curls

Well one day at school they both stood in line
Sam said, “How are you?” and Troy replied “Fine.”
Sam was smiling, and Troy was confused
No one before her spoke to him, she left him bemused
This happened in line after Troy said “Fine.”

The lunch-lady asked what they wanted to eat
Sam said “Oh, just anything with heat.”
The lady nodded and looked across
To Troy who said “Only applesauce.”
Sam wondered why that’s all he’d eat

Time passed by and the two became close
Like brother and sister, anyone would suppose
And everyday they’d order the same exact thing
And Sam kept questioning his lunch. It was routine
At least for those, they became so close

But one day Troy left, he moved away
Sam was as down as a stormy winter day
She wished he was back, but there was nothing she could do
It was suddenly just her, not them two
That happened the day Troy moved away

Each day, when she stood in line
She wished she’d hear a faint “I’m fine.”
And when the lady took leaned across
To take an order, Sam would say, “Applesauce.”
And for a moment, Sam would be fine

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