Mary Nagy

Rookie (11-08-1970)

Picky Pam......................(For Max) - Poem by Mary Nagy

She use to pack her own lunch.
She called hot lunch a waste.
She didn't like the cooks at school.
She had such picky taste.

She was my locker partner...
let's call her ''Picky Pam''.
She never brought PB & J.
She could only eat the ''jam''.

She thought it was so clever
how she brought her special lunch.
She had no clue what others thought
when she sat down to munch.

She always had egg salad.
A sandwich with a smell....
that carried halfway through the school
and all the kids would yell.

''Who brought the stinky sandwich? ''
''I bet it's Picky Pam! ''
''She eats egg salad everyday! ''
''I hear she won't eat ham.''

There's a moral to the story....
if you bring your lunch to school
PLEASE don't bring egg salad
cause stinking isn't cool!


Comments about Picky Pam......................(For Max) by Mary Nagy

  • Brian Dorn (8/6/2006 7:30:00 PM)


    Mary, I am terribly hurt by your poem... I LOVE egg salad. Actually, I had to laugh, I've never thought about how the smell could offend someone. Great poem, very creative and funny! !
    Brian
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  • (3/26/2006 3:13:00 AM)


    A cracking good poem, great moral within the shell.Love Duncan (Report) Reply

  • (1/7/2006 10:40:00 PM)


    It's good not to eat ham, though! ! (Report) Reply

  • (1/7/2006 9:55:00 AM)


    So you rise to another challenge Mary and with such style. This is brilliant and so funny. I considered responding myself, but 'lunchbox' over hear has a different conotation; one Max may not have had in mind. If you think I am being a little unclear then ask yourself what the first thing is that is noticable about male ballet dancers. In England we would say that itis their 'lunchbox' and would goonto to comment about how well (or not) it was packed. (Report) Reply

  • (1/7/2006 9:19:00 AM)


    Mary you have an exceptional talent to deliver people we have met and make us remember them with a smile. Picky Pam went to my school in Cairo, Egypt :) (Report) Reply

  • (1/6/2006 7:33:00 PM)


    the great tresaure of
    memory
    producing laughter
    a wonderful gift
    worthy
    of a poet immersed
    in actual living
    which is the goal
    so rarely achieved
    a fine poem
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  • Ernestine Northover (1/6/2006 3:13:00 PM)


    You can have real fun with these 'instant' type poems, where you have a 'challenge' and very little time to produce one. This is a very clever ditty, put together very well. Love Ernestine XXX (Report) Reply

  • (1/6/2006 2:02:00 PM)


    Love it Mary! ! Remember how my Mum once ate egg mayo on the tube - oh the shame lol! Moya (sorry mum) (Report) Reply

  • (1/6/2006 1:22:00 PM)


    Very good Mary. See, you can write about anything. good going (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 6, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, January 5, 2007


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