The Pill

They keep putting pills in my dinner these days. Normally I just swallow them, because I am too hungry to notice, but this evening I decided to make a fuss. I left it in my bowl. Mom tried everything. She put delicious chicken grease on it, which I licked off. She wrapped it in ham, which I ate. She put it in my mouth along with a biscuit, but I spit it out and ate the biscuit. Then she tried to push it down my throat, but I got the better of it, and out it came yet again. In desperation, she threw the now wet and soggy pill in my bowl, so I went over and ate it. Just like that.