Dear Robert Munsch,
I liked your poem called DINNER! My mom and I wrote you this poem called LUNCH!
If you like it will you write a poem for me? I am a second grader in Rhode Island. I am the oldest of 3 sisters with a new baby coming in September. I hope it's a boy because sisters are annoying!
Your Big Fan!
Isabella
(If you're ever in Rhode Island, please come visit!)
LUNCH
A boy named Robert Munsch
Wouldn't eat his lunch.
He'd throw it ALL away!
What a waste of a lunch!
Said his mother, Mrs. Munsch
Each and every day.
So, a clever Mrs. Munsch
Packed him a NEW lunch
Of pickled pigs feet, rotten shark meat
And pickled people thumb.
and threw the PB&J away!
I hope the baby’s a brother
CAUSE
Of sisters I don’t want another
CAUSE
Sisters are so annoying
I’ll even put up with a boy thing
BUT
If the boy is annoying to
I’ll happily sell him to you.