I want to scream. I want to shout.
I have to have my tonsils out.
it freezes and displeases me,
This scary thought of surgery.
I’ve never noticed them before.
I couldn’t tell you what they’re for.
I NEED them; they connect to me!
Forget your tonsillectomy!
It hurts to swallow, that is right.
The aching keeps me up at night,
But how I worry on and on:
Won’t they be lonely once they’re gone?
This operation’s unapproved!
I’ll never let them be removed!
What’s that? No school for five whole days?
Well, who needs tonsils anyways?