I Hate Sand
You can’t catch sand particles on your tongue.
You can’t make a sandman. It’s just not right.
Sand angels only succeed in getting sand literally all over your body.
Sand doesn’t fall from the sky, and if it did, it would probably be extremely unpleasant.
Sand isn’t soft. Sand doesn’t melt.
Sand-cones would just be sweet, soggy sand.
That would be terrible.
Sand particles are not all unique.
Sand gets into your shoes until you dump it out, at which point it seems like an entire beach has collected under your socks.
Sand burns your bare feet under the hot sun on the beach.
Sandballs probably hurt like heck when you throw them at people.
Therefore, you can’t have sandball fights.
I hate sand.
I hate that sand is not snow.
I hate that my parents decided to spend Christmas
in Australia.
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