Frying his body all day/Jacob Jhonson/ got a horribale sun burn by afternoon/because the cheap suntan lotion from his brother/became a thin liquid/and dripped into the sand/
All kinds of vegetables/from celery to fresh tomatoes/were laughing or dancing or playing/in the salad bowl/and the salad dressing/ that had been as quiet and unnoticed as the bowl its self/suddenly giggled with glee/
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