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english literature
 Edad recomendada: 7 años
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Sick
By Shel Silverstein

? I cannot go to school today , "
Said little Peggy Ann McKay .
? I have the measles and the mumps ,
A gash , a rash and purple .
My mouth is wet , my throat is dry ,
I'm going blind in my right .
My tonsils are as big as rocks ,
I've counted sixteen chicken pox
And there's one - - that's seventeen ,
And don't you think my face looks green ?
My leg is cut - - my eyes are blue - -
It might be instamatic .
I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke ,
I'm sure that my left leg is - -
My hip hurts when I move my chin ,
My belly button's caving ,
My back is wrenched , my ankle's sprained ,
My ? pendix pains each time it .
My nose is cold , my toes are numb .
I have a sliver in my thumb .
My neck is stiff , my voice is weak ,
I hardly whisper when I .
My tongue is filling up my mouth ,
I think my hair is falling .
My elbow's bent , my spine ain't straight ,
My temperature is one - o - eight .
My brain is shrunk , I cannot hear ,
There is a hole inside my ear .
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 !



Source : https : / / www . familyfriendpoems . com / poem / sick - by - shel - silverstei n

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