Post by miss apple on May 10, 2009 15:56:55 GMT -5
This little poem was done for Kristen/Silverfang. It was her original idea. A friend of mine (whose name is not Cassie) is currently suffering a migrane, which inspired the migrane part.
It was an uncomfortable day
In June
The skies were gray
There was a large, blue moon
Hanging in the clouds
There was a girl who was sick
(Her name was Cassie)
She had gotten ill quick
(And she was usually very sassy)
But today all this would change
Her voice was cracking
And it wasn't very pretty
She was always hacking
You would have looked at her with pity
She was lying in bed all alone
Cassie's head was burning
She felt very, very bad
Cassie was learning
By and by, must I add
That she had a migrane and a cough-cough-cough!
Oh noes!
In June
The skies were gray
There was a large, blue moon
Hanging in the clouds
There was a girl who was sick
(Her name was Cassie)
She had gotten ill quick
(And she was usually very sassy)
But today all this would change
Her voice was cracking
And it wasn't very pretty
She was always hacking
You would have looked at her with pity
She was lying in bed all alone
Cassie's head was burning
She felt very, very bad
Cassie was learning
By and by, must I add
That she had a migrane and a cough-cough-cough!
Oh noes!