Sick
oh my God, I’m so sick
I think I have the flu
you’d better run
before I sneeze on you
or maybe I have the runs
I’m spending more time at home then ever before
I’m on the toilet most of my day
it’s not funny anymore
yesterday I felt even worse
I went to go to sleep as my friends said
I slept for nine hours
I spend my whole day in bed
I can’t take it anymore
this life full of sorrow
I’m very happy
that my doctor is coming tomorrow
I think I have the flu
you’d better run
before I sneeze on you
or maybe I have the runs
I’m spending more time at home then ever before
I’m on the toilet most of my day
it’s not funny anymore
yesterday I felt even worse
I went to go to sleep as my friends said
I slept for nine hours
I spend my whole day in bed
I can’t take it anymore
this life full of sorrow
I’m very happy
that my doctor is coming tomorrow
Reacties op dit gedicht
| your illusion: | Vrijdag, augustus 25, 2006 15:39 |
| leuk!! :)grapjas!! x illusion x |
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| Augustijntje: | Donderdag, augustus 24, 2006 22:39 |
| nicely written..I''ll send you a get well soon-card x! |
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| Auteur: Tim R. | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 24 augustus 2006 | ||
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