Realizations
There was a boy, Who played all day.
His name was Jam, He laughed all the way.
Sometimes sad, But others glad.
Sometimes he had, But was very mad.
Until he viewed, A young man stealing a toy.
Jam spoke aloud,
Yelling come play with me, Young man!
The young man stopped on a dime,
Could he believe his ears this time?
Someone to play with at last,
Jam inquired his name,
Peanut Butter he exclaimed, They got together; Their differences caused a great change!
Which was great, this showed their intelligence.
Jam had found a friend,
From desiring a toy, But realized a greater joy!
Thus Peanut Butter & Jam got along just fine,
They learned that others joys can be others toys!!
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