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Mom, I’m sick and getting worse Could you please go call a nurse? My throat is achy, my fever’s high And chills are running down my spine. I think I’ll take this time to complain There’s an achy feeling in my brain. All I can do is to fester in disease While trying not to cough and sneeze. I guess I should stay home today And put my homework on delay. But there is one thing I must confess Today I skipped my calculus test.
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Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 6:14 PM UTC
SICK DAY
Mom, I’m sick and getting worse Could you please go call a nurse? My throat is achy, my fever’s high And chills are running down my spine. I think I’ll take this time to complain There’s an achy feeling in my brain. All I can do is to fester in disease While trying not to cough and sneeze. I guess I should stay home today And put my homework on delay. But there is one thing I must confess Today I skipped my calculus test.
emily-williams
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Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 6:14 PM UTC
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