grandmothers old clock, that never was the right time.
my voice is scratchy like
Saturday cartoons on my old TV set.
my head aches like
the time the woodpecker decided to make its home above my window.
mom i am sick
don't make me take the NyQuil.
2 comments:
you will take that nyquil right now, young lady!
don't make me come force it down your throat.
in other news, feel better!
I hope you feel better! Cough medicine is yuck.
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