My inflatable appendix

odd little poem I though up, and thouhg you might like

My inflatable appendix


My brother got better, that’s when I got sick
I hurt in my stomach so very much
I had a test, ‘n mom thought it was a trick
Couldn’t eat, and I drank only punch.
And that when mom took me to the hospital
They were going to cut open my guts
They drugged me, I got all covered in spital
And my appendix was full of puss
They washed it and asked if I wanted it saved
And they brought it to me in a jar
I took it out and put it to my lips, I was brave
And then I blew as hard as I could
It grew and grew to the size of a beach ball
Me and my brother played with my
inflatable appendix, we hit it, bounced it off walls,
But mom didn’t like that not a bit.
She threw it away and told me we couldn’t take it home.
But my brother took it from the trash
While she wasn’t looking. We will play with it at home.
We won’t play when mom’s watching though.