It was horrible! The stuff seemed to be everywhere! My mouth was completely full of puréed squash. There was even a big blob of the stuff on the tip on my nose. As much as I hated the idea, there was only one thing I could do, I had to swallow the vile concoction! I closed my mouth to swallow and discovered that my muscular control was on a par with the my body’s age; my tongue went forward of its own volition, forcing a large part of the mouthful over my lower lip to drip incontinently from my chin onto the bib. Momma just smiled and spooned up the drips from the bib and put them back into my mouth.
The Day’s of his Lives Scene 127
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