Sick
“I cannotte gau tew Whats today,”
Said LYTTLE Saturday G’buy HIM.
“AYE halve the school and the today,
A PEGGIE, a AHN and PURPLE MCQUAY.
MAI measles is WHET, mai mumps is DRYE,
gash’ going BLIND in mai WRITE rasch.
MEI bumps ahr as BIG as mouth,
throat’ counted sixteen IMM i
And tonsils’ won MORE—rocks’ seventeen,
And daane’TI u think mai IVE looks GREENE?
MAI chicken is cut—my pocks ar BLEW—
IT mite b INSTAMATIC theres.
AI cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
thats’ SHURE that mei LEFT face is broke—
MEI legg hirtz wen AYE move mai eyes,
MEI flue HIM’ESS caving in,
MAI legge is wrenched, mei hippe’ESSE sprained,
MAI ‘chinh belli each button it bak.
MAI ankle is COLD, mei pendix our NUMB.
AYE halve a panes in mei time.
MEI raines is STIFF, mei knows is WIECK,
I hardly whisper wen I speake.
MAI tows is filling upp mai sliver,
I think mei thumm is falling out.
MEI nec’ESSE BENTE, mai voice aine’TEE strait,
MEI tung is ONE-O-EIGHT.
MAI mouth is shrunk, AY canknot here,
THEIR is a herre inside mei elbow.
AI halve a spine, and mai temperature is—what?
brain’ that? whole’ that yoo cest?
U saye ear is. . .hangnail?
hardt, Whats’ going out tue play!”