Grandma's Pickles

By Marileta Robinson
Art by Paula Becker

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Grandma's Pickles

 

 

When I eat Grandma’s pickles,
They make me scrunch my nose.
They make me flap my eyelids.
They make me curl my toes.

When I eat Grandma’s pickles,
My ears turn fiery red,
And drops of perspiration
Start dripping from my head.

When I eat Grandma’s pickles,
I fall down on the floor,
And then I say through puckered lips,
“Cn I pls hv sm mr?”

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