Vegemite

• Jordan Sharp, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2007

It' Vegemite
And
It's breakfast time
We are out of Jam
We have no peanut butter
Mum just finished the hazelnut spread
As I look into the cupboard
I panic
I see the jar staring at me
It growls
I leap out of the way as it lurches towards me.
I hit the floor with a crash
I jump toward it to stop it... too late
It jumps on my toast and spreads itself thick
I'm stuck with Vegemite.