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Come home from school,
My stomach guides me to the kitchen.
Open the fridge and feel the cool,
In the the mood for a pudding cup.
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Get a shiny spoon,
And peel off the cover.
Dip in my spoon - mom will be home soon.
Take a bite and get sweet delight.
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When my pudding is all gone,
My stomach is full and satisfied.
I hear the door go *Ding-Dong*,
Mom is home from work.
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My mom greets me with a smile and a hug.
She asked about school and I said it was cool.
She sees pudding on my face and thinks its a bug.
I lick my lips and smile, "No mom its just pudding!"
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