Sweats and Sweets

The time I rode my bike back home so fast Became so tired at times I rest myself So this is me unknown shadow that cast I grab my book that lay on top the shelf I went to town to read myself a poem Wisdom to read open my mind and call The sweats ran down my hair divide with comb I had some sweets I know that I recall Mother did say the sweets are bad to have It will give you headaches that hurt so bad Mother I know her will be ready with salve Once I get out feeling so bad I’m glad The sweats are from too much sugar with rum The sweets effect not end the time for some