"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 the instamatic flu.
etc, ect, ect,
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!"
This was one of my favorite poems growing up (I even memorized it). Needless to say, this is what I hear from A. every morning.
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