Peggy - a Sweet Gift of Sickness

I thought I was strong But now I’m sure I was wrong Because I can’t help but wail As I see my heart so frail Not-too-long in loneliness was I healthily sailing But now I’m seriously ailing Odomankoma sent me a gift from above Wrapped up and left to fly to me gently like a dove Only for me to be infected with love A sickness that keeps me shivering and perpetually in motion Fighting helplessly against the convulsions in the annals of my emotions Never in my life have I felt So petrified and electrified watching my heart melt How easy it is to get me edgy Just by mentioning the sweet name Peggy For the sound of her name makes me more eager To pray Odomankoma makes me sicker and sicker and sicker!