Tag Archives: Sick

When Life Gives You Mucus, Make Poetry

I’m still sick after 96 hours,

Plentiful pills, and hot, steamy showers.

I feel lousy, and still poems I write

So give me some pity likes! And with that, good night.

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The Pleasures Of Working With Children

I didn’t know that hair could ache,

Just how much snot a nose can make,

How badly belly-buttons burn,

But today I guess I get to learn!

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Insomnia Saves The Day!

I got sick and went to bed at 8:00.

I forgot about writing poetry

But luckily ’twas not too late.

This is rushed and uncreative

But what did you expect

From a guy who feels like vomiting

In the way of ile, project?

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