Sick!

The poor little boy who cries in the night His stomach is giving him pain I wish I could make him all better right now But now my stomach’s feeling the same. A bug, it has entered into my home And seems to have hit us all hard Oh, I can’t wait until we’re all better Because we can’t even leave our own yard Staying close to the house is what we do now Running…oh, yes, that is what we do This stomach bug’s got its claws in us And is making us sit here and stew The image, I know, it isn’t that pretty Nor is it happy or pleasant at all But I’m only sharing so you’ll lock your door When that bug comes to your house to call. Watch what you eat and watch what you drink Don’t step outside not properly dressed Or you’ll get this bug like the rest of us And be your own worst house guest. Take my word, please, oh friend of mine, Six of us are sick all at once With only one bathroom in this whole house Being sick just isn’t that fun.