Incurable Illness

February 18, 2009
By Claeren PLATINUM, Lakewood, Washington
Claeren PLATINUM, Lakewood, Washington
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"Inconvient!" Mother says.
"Inexcusable!" Father shouts.
""Inconceivable!" Sister cries.
"Inexplainable, undeniable, unacceptable, mysterious, Not a choice, incurable, and deadly.
You say it all the time,
I can even make it rhyme,
Give me a little time
To try to find a rhyme
And I'll have it to you by the end of the week."

"But if you don't want the rhyme
Come back some other time
For my incurable illness has no cure.
For who could find a cure for laziness?" said I.

"See? It rhymes!"

The author's comments:
Some of this is suppose to rhyme, and some of it isn't.

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