Earee - Poem by Ima Ryma
It was like snap, crackle and pop,
Going on inside of my ear.
And the feeling would just not stop.
It didn't hurt and I could hear.
Mom got worried, and so she took
Me to the doctor fast enough.
With some gizmo he took a look,
Then rinsed out my ear with some stuff.
And two pea sized spiders washed out.
Otherwise, I checked out okay.
Well that solved that ear thing no doubt.
I have those spiders to this day.
My teacher did not look so well,
When I took them to Show and Tell.
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