Sick Day

Coughing, puking, sneezing

Ah the joys of a sick day

Wouldn’t you agree?

From the can, to the used tissues that littering the bed

Sweat slowly rolls across feverish skin, as clothes go flying

Only to hide within layers of blankets giggling like a insane loon

Ah, sick day fuck you to

 

 

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