“Traveling Blister,” by Daniel Holland
When the blister wants to come out, there’s no stopping it.
Walk too much–the blister can come out.
Use your hands a lot–the blister will come out.
“Me, Blister, I will travel.”
Sit down a lot and see what happens.
The end.
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