Sugar cures the boogers
There was a man
Who lived in a house
At the end of the hill.
One day a little boy
Was walking home from school
And darted past that house
As he always had
But now, the boy froze
When he heard a deep
Gurgling sound
Coming from that house.
All went silent and still,
So the boy shrugged
And hurried home.
The next day
As he neared that house
All was silent and still
And so very unusual.
The brave boy
Didn't hurry along,
But crept up to the porch
And peeked inside
To find the man,
Who lived inside the house
At the end of the hill,
Was dead on the ground.
The boy ran inside
And saw the mans face
Then cringed, then laughed.
The man was dead
Indeed, this is true
He didn't eat enough sugar
Because, after all,
It turns out that
He choked on a booger.
Written by myself, Heather Hastings
