Saturday, March 14, 2009

Interlude: A poem

This may be a copyright violation, but I'm willing to risk it. Today's been a dumpy kind of day, and I'm just feeling super under the weather. I had to memorize this poem in 5th grade and it is STILL implanted in my memory...much like Hamlet's soliloquy, which I had to memorize my senior year of high school.

SICK
Shel Silverstein
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"I cannot go to school today,"
Said little Peggy Ann McKay.
"I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash and purple bumps.
My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
I'm going blind in my right eye.
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.
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 nose is cold, my toes are numb.
I have a sliver in my thumb.
My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
I hardly whisper when I speak.
My tongue is filling up my mouth,
I think my hair is falling out.
My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight.
My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
There is a hole inside my ear.
I have a hangnail, and my heart is--what?
What's that? What's that you say?
You say today is. . .Saturday?
G'bye, I'm going out to play!"

...let's hope tomorrow I can, anyway.

G'night.

1 comment:

  1. The only thing I memorized was a bible passage in ancient greek. You got me beat! What an awesome poem.

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