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The young girl talked back on the phone,
her mother told her to change her tone,
while she was playing a saxaphone.
The girl dropped the phone,
for she was accident-prone,
leaving her all alone,
with no saxaphone.


That girls name was Joan.
She really wanted an icecream cone.
On her way to the IceCream Zone,
she fell and broke her bone.
So now she has no Icecream cone


Joan's broken bone, was fractured in her tiblia zone
she picked up a phone,
and dialed the hospital,
they took her to the zone,
and she still had no saxaphone or ice cream cone.


Joan was then sent home to fight in the battle dome.
Her brother, Jerome threw some foam
and then painted her room chrome.
Jerome, who had painted Joan's room a wonderful shade of chrome,
went to the battle dome, to find Joan had beaten her
opponent in the stone dome.
when she came home,
and opened her room ,
she saw the walls were chrome.
"Jerome!" she exclaimed,
"My walls, you painted them chrome! They used to be a wonderful seafoam!"


Mom came and said "Whats wrong,Joan?"
and then looked at all the chrome.
"My My! I should have known!"
and then she yelled at Jerome.
Joan then went to the bank for a loan,
then went back home to play with the bubbles she had blown.

By Shannon and Harpie. Don't even try to steal our sad little poem!