Chunking

Crying his bob or all day/ Jacob Johnson/ got a horrible sunburn/ by afternoon because/ the cheap suntan lotion from his brother / became a thin liquid / and dripped into the sand.

All kinds of vegetables/ from celery to fresh tomatoes /were laughing or dancing or playing in the salad bowl / and the salad dressing / that had been as quiet / and unnoticed as the bowl itself suddenly / giggled with glee.

Dad was on the riding mower / in the afternoon / cutting the grass / bagging clipping mulching / them to cover his planting for protection