Wedged in my whites
A pesky skin lingers
No matter how hard
I pry with my fingers
It's not coming out
With pokes prods or picks
I'll give it some time
I'm all out of tricks
Its starts to get late
I hold back a yawn
Maybe when I wake
What's stuck will be gone
I lie in my bed
When out of the blue
The morsel comes free
I split it in two