![]() ![]() I have a hangnail, and my heart is-what? What's that? What's that you say? You say today is. My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear, There is a hole inside my ear. My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight, My temperature is one-o-eight. My tongue is filling up my mouth, I think my hair is falling out. Its hard to chose because most people would think of whole books and. My neck is stiff, my voice is weak, I hardly whisper when I speak. I guess Id have to list Sick, Where the Sidewalk Ends, This Bridge, and, maybe, Smart. My nose is cold, my toes are numb, I have a sliver in my thumb. I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke, I'm sure that my left leg is broke- My hip hurts when I move my chin, My belly button's caving in, My back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained, My 'pendix pains each time it rains. My tonsils are as big as rocks, I've counted sixteen chicken pox And there's one more-that's seventeen, And don't you think my face looks green? My leg is cut, my eyes are blue- It might be instamatic flu. My mouth is wet, my throat is dry, I'm going blind in my right eye. ![]() ![]() "I have the measles and the mumps, A gash, a rash and purple bumps. "I cannot go to school today," Said little Peggy Ann McKay. ![]()
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