I just stumbled upon this gem of a poem and wanted to share it :D
"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, me ankle's sprained,
My 'pendix pains it time it rains,
My nose is cold, my toes are numb,
I have a sliver in my thumb.
My neck is stiff, my spine 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!!"
--Shel Silverstein
3 comments:
Hey.. long long time! Have read this one.. and its brilliant! :)
Nice space here... good that ure still a bookworm! Am currently reading Osho as well as Maximum city.. in blore now.. working..
Thank you.. I had put this one up on the other space long time back :D
I'm reading The Scarlatti Inheritance by Ludlum. Not one of my favourites I must say..
It's really good to hear from you again :D
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