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My First Kiss
This is something I will remember for the rest of my life. Wow! It was nice.
Of course, it was years ago, but it seems like it was only a moment in time. Yes!
My first kiss made me cry. I often wonder why? No need to lie. It was wet and juicy.
After the first, there was a second, and then a third. I mourned and made unusual
sounds. I was told to hold still and stop acting like a little clown.
No one witness this event, but I remember. It was doing the month of lent. For me, it
was not entertainment. What was I to do? I was smother and covered. I didn’t have
the strength to fight, I couldn’t even take flight. I hear you saying, right! Honestly, it
happened that night.
Now! The real truth. Trust me, I only tell my friends. I was only two, I don’t know about
you. She kept looking down at me. I wasn’t asleep, only afraid to open my eyes and
As grandmother got closer to my crib, she said “honey baby” give me a big kiss, I began
to twist. My diaper was heavy and weighting me down, I could do nothing but stick
around. Mom and dad were in the living room, I cried and almost died.
Now I know what its like to kiss a fish. Grandma almost sucked the breath out of me.
Her kiss covered my mouth and noise like a giant water hose.
Even today, I don’t like kissing grandma. We touch hands as she fans. For sure! She is
my best girl friend, but I don’t kiss her. Because, she will suck all your wind.
Love you grandma, you are my best girl friend…