I'm obsessed with my childhood.
I never pooped! Im serious I hated pooping...I never did it.
I refused to poo as a child mostly I couldn't.
It wasn't meat loaf, it wasn't chicken or rice,
it wasn't 6 hot dogs at lunch with craft dinner on top,
it wasn't sloppy joes, it wasn't inactivity,
I just never ever pooped.
that had a bathroom upstairs, and had a door in the hallway
and the master bedroom, they use to close the hallway door,
open the bedroom door.
Sit me on the potty, and pull the TV in there,
ya know so id sit and watch and wait.
I mean hours, I must have been rotting inside.
I discussed this at length with my mom,
and she was concerned thinking
she fed me to much meat and stuff.
But you know what I say, my two sisters
had no problem pooping,
and they ate the same suppers, it was just me.
If I fell off my bike and got a scrape, it would be infected.
When I had the chicken pox, I was hospitalized.
Because each pox was infected, each one!
In my eyelids, everywhere!
The nurses had to dab each pox with a medicated cotton ball.
one time I stepped on a dirty nail, ya know like rusty,
bare foot, my whole heel became infected, it was huge!!
My heel was the size of volleyball.
I had to go to the doctor and get it drained.
I was soo ticklish all the time, it 5 or 6 doctors
and nurses to hold me down,
and then the feeling of the lancid heel.
was laughing her head off, right there.
I had Scarletina this one time, and was quarantined,
I had a tonsillectomy, I even remember one time in the hospital,
of course for you know the reason.
and I was squirming and wiggling and giggling,
ya know cause I was getting tickled.
and it hurt, sooner or later I had
to make a run for it, to the bathroom.
BOY those nurses sure got mad at me for leaving a trail.
Someone's always mad hey.
Ya know I took lots of things
as a kid, ballet and jazz, dance, soccer, piano,
I was always in trouble, always being a ham.
with these cardboard clocks,
like ya know 2 feet across, tied around us
with string like a sandwich board.
We were all moving are arms back and forth,
tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.
I was wearing red buckle shoes that I know.
right there on stage and I just stood there..frozen and balling!
The teacher had to walk right on to the stage and carry me off.
Ya know I reacted the same way
when that stage-diver-crowd-surfer
kicked my microphone into my teeth.
HEY, the more things change.
Dance class cause I got lazy, soccer
cause I grew boobs, and piano
cause my teacher mrs. Davis, got mad at me
and called me a stupid girl and banged my hands on the keys.
Ya know I was even a cheerleader.
HEY, in grade 6 in Kentucky, it was a cool thing.
S-U-C-C-E-S-S THAT'S THE WAY WE SPELL SUCCESS
I can't believe it,
V-I-C-T-O-R-Y VICTORY VICTORY IS ARE CRY..GOTTA GOOO!
That's how it went I really don't remember the hand movements,
but ah I was never one of the popular cheerleaders.
and this other girl Jennifer was very popular,
they were like we were all in grade 6
but they had bodies of 17-yr. old people.
And they looked like Fara Faucet, ya know,
all blond with feathered hair and endless teeth,
I didn't look like that.
I wonder if my dad didn't move us around so much,
what if I would have turned out different?
ahh I'm obsessed with my childhood,
cause I don't think im fully grown up, are u?
I mean really? I am my inner child,
I had to search for my inner adult, and I'm still look'n.
I still eat 6 hotdogs for lunch, there just vegetarian now.
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