Monday, August 10, 2009

I Had an Owie

I had a tiny splinter
It really hurt like hell
And right beneath my fingerprint
My fingertip did swell
I got a pair of tweezers
A needle and some ice
Performed a bit of surgery
But missed it once or twice
The stubborn thing dug deeper
No matter how I tweezed
I stabbed myself repeatedly
Then dropped the pin and squeezed
I winced, but kept the pressure on
My fingertip grew red
'Til finally the speck came out
I smiled as I bled
The lesson that I learned today
Is really rather simple
If a splinter's not compliant
Then pop it like a pimple

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