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No More Pickles for Me!
By Nicole Denise Kennard, Floyd Ryan Yamyamin
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My name is Troy and I am always filled with joy. My family loves me and I love them. My dad is a hero, not a zero. My mother loves me very much. I always enjoy her gentle touch.
Pickle's my mother's favorite food, no matter what her mood. She gives me pickles for a treat but I prefer potatoes and meat.
Oh no! It's pickle time again! When does it end?
If you give my mother a pickle, she will surely giggle with a jiggle.
She never fails to give me a pickle with a tickle.
I'd rather have a nickel with a tickle, not a pickle.
Oh no! Whoa, whoa, whoa! It's raining pickles in the house! Someone needs to give them to the mouse. Come on, mouse; eat and take. Someone needs to give me a break.
Pickles, pickles, please go away and don't come back another day.
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