Gayle Rodd Poet Light Verse

Monday - Morning Sickness

My feet, they hurt
      My nerves are shot
          First I'm cold
               Then I'm hot
                   My head, it aches
                        It throbs my eyes
                             Oh how I wish
                                   That I would die!
                                       My arm is bruised
                                           My leg, it hurts
                                                  I think I should
                                                     Refrain from work
                                                           I wish these pains 
                                                                 Would go away 
                                                                     Oh! - I forgot

                                                   It's  SATURDAY

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Cheryl Hoffman March 18, 2017 at 8:57 PM Too cute Gayle; unfortunately I feel this way almost every day, lol! Enjoyed the humor~Che :) Gayle Rodd March 18, 2017 at 10:01 PM ;p me too!!

Chris Green March 18, 2017 at 5:42 PM Ha, don't you just hate when that happens, you practice the excuse until it's perfect and then realize it's not a work day. This was fun Gayle. Gayle Rodd March 18, 2017 at 6:01 PM sounds like somebody else has tried this ;)

Charlie Smith March 18, 2017 at 2:42 PM Funny stuff Gayle, good work... Gayle Rodd March 18, 2017 at 2:51 PM Thx for readin' Charlie