Sick Day

By
As the white cat
Lays on the bed

The white clouds stir
Over my little head

The red cardinals chirp
And the yellow bees buzz

While the frogs hop
The rabbits would leap

And what do I think?
That it is quite a day
Even though I am
Stuck in stink’n bed





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