The Dare

I've been going back in time for just a bit Thinking back on my life those times I had no wit Being in the eighth grade I remember all so well The time I was given a dare ten minutes before the bell There was a popcorn maker that sat just down the hall The kernels, oil and salt in our room, we kept it all I don't remember every detail just the basic truth I was dared to snort the salt and in my blissful youth, I thought, "Whatever, it can't be all that bad" So they laid it on the table and took a pen from the pad Pulled out the ink so now the pen was hollow I had not the slightest clue of what was about to follow I laid the pen before the line and up my nose it went The biggest sting I ever felt as my knees slightly bent I coughed and hacked for a few my orange nose was surely glowing Trying to see through watery eyes I thought my sinuses were showing As they all rolled and laughed I took the pen and threw it Said, "If you think it's that funny, then one of you do it!" Just then the room got quiet could hear a pen drop in the joint So, a smile fell across my face as I had just proved my point Of course they had the right to laugh my stupidity wasn't their fault But a lesson learned in school that day never, ever snort the salt!