Junk Food

• Rory Young, Grade 4
• Poetry
• 2007

I love junk food
My mother thinks it's crude
I am spoiled
I eat my candy boiled
I love hot dogs
And Freddo frogs
I love popcorn
Ever since I was born
My love for lemonade
Will never fade
I love donuts filled with hot jam
And the glorious Tim tam
Ten lolly pops I lick
But then I feel absolutely sick.