Lemonade Frosties

I was cranking a jack-in-the-box sometime ago. I kept on cranking and cranking, but Jack never popped out. I got confused. Was it malfunctioning? Was I cranking it wrong? So, I said to myself, maybe I should just crank it one last time and if that crank doesn’t blast him outta there, than we’ll call upon the Jack doctor, because Jack-I-T-B docs exist. They are hidden in the deepest, densest 1950's toy forests sharpening their scalpels ard filling their suringes with the necessary injectable juices. Well, maybe not so much, but I still wanted to crank it one last time…and…I…did…and!…poppppdidddly pop. Out he popped! I was so thankful. I guess sometimes I just need to push the extra push and grand things’ll occur. If this was the case with everything else, I don’t know where I’d be. Maybe on Jupiter, because I’d try to become an astro-not/psyche! Fooled you! I won’t become an astronaut, but I will keep moving until things happen rightly…