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Lime Popsicles

2/21/2020

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Four years old
My tonsils said “out!”
So to the hospital
I went with my mom

I don’t remember anyone else
Except my roomie
And a male nurse that
I thought was John Boy

They told me I’d be able
To eat all the popsicles I wanted
When the surgery was over
So I looked forward to that perk

When I groggily came to
They came by with the cart
And asked what flavor I wanted
“Cherry!” of course was my whispered reply

​But they didn’t have cherry
Or grape... or orange
All they had left was lime
From that day forward I despised lime.
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