SUMMERTIME RHYMES- # 29 “Watermelon Seeds”

 

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“Watermelon Seeds”

 

I know it’s not an entirely original idea,

But, when I was young,

I truly believed that if I swallowed a watermelon seed,

That I would grow a watermelon in my belly.

How strange it would be to grow a watermelon in your belly?

So, erring on the side of caution,

We would spit them out.

Or, use our white plastic spoons to carve them out of our watermelon slices.

You were legit, and doing it for real if you just ate your slice and collected the seeds in your cheek.

Only to spit them out when you were through with each bite.

I never participated in a watermelon seed spitting contest.

Although, I wish that I had.

But, I did see a bunch of women try to wrestle a Vaseline-smeared watermelon away from each other moving from one side of the Clougherty Pool to the other.

Intense.

Picnics and cookouts were places where watermelon seeds would be found aplenty.

Either on the used Dixie plates mixed in with Ken’s Steak House Italian dressing,

Or, floating in a variety of fluids in beverage containers overturned by gentle summer  winds blowing off the Mystic River, passing the ghosts of Dewey Beach.

Watermelon seeds are always a part of the summer landscape.

And to date, I’ve never grown a watermelon in my belly.

 

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