Sick By Shel Silverstein

“I cannot go to school today,” Said little Peggy Ann McKay. “I have measles and the mumps,

m u p A gash, a rash and purple b s My mouth is wet, my throat is dry, eye I’m going blind in my right

My tonsils are as BIG as rocks, 3 1 4 5 2 My tonsils are as BIG as rocks, 7 11 6 10 9 8 I’ve counted sixteen chicken pox 13 15 12 14 And there’s one more--that’s seventeen, 16 17

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 ch-choke, Bro I’m sure that my left leg is ke-- My hip hurts when I move my chin,

c My belly button’s in, g a n v i My back is wrenched, my ankle’s spra ined, My ’pendix pains each time it rains.

cold My nose is , 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, f a l l i n g I think my hair is out.

My elbow’s , my spine ain’t t e n strait, My temperature is one-o-eight. My brain is , I cannot hear, shrunk

hang There is a inside my ear. hole I have a nail, and my heart is--what? hang What’s that? What’s that you say?

You say today is... Saturday?

G’bye, I’m going out to play!”