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In a Pickle

By Ahan H.
Grade 10, South Carolina

Almost every afternoon,
I eat pickles with a spoon.
Every evening right at six,
I eat pickles stacked on bricks.
Last week,
I saw one in a bird's beak.
Tomorrow night,
I think I'll have a pickle fight.
Next Saturday,
I think I will eat it all day.
They finally at midnight,
I'll take a part in a non-pickle strike.
These pickles have a pickly-purpose.
Who knows, in ten years they will be of great service.