I Ate a Spicy Pepper
By Kenn Nesbitt
I ate a spicy pepper
From my brother on a dare.
The pepper caught my head on fire
And burned off all my hair.
My mouth erupted lava
And my tongue began to melt.
My ears were shooting jets of steam.
At least that's how they felt.
I ricocheted around the room.
I ran across the ceiling.
I dove right in the freezer
To relieve the burning feeling.
I drank a thousand soda pops
And chewed a ton of ice
To try to stop the scorching
Of that spicy pepper's spice.
At last, the flames extinguished,
I admitted to my brother,
"That pepper was the best one yet.
May I please have another?"