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Said little Peggy Ann McKay.
“I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash and purple bumps.
My mouth is wet, my throat is dry.
I’m going blind in my proper eye.
My tonsils are as massive as rocks,
brazilian remi hair I’ve counted sixteen rooster pox.
And there’s yet one more – that’s seventeen,
And don’t you suppose my face looks inexperienced
My leg is cut, my eyes are blue,
It could be the instamatic flu.
I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
I’m certain that my left leg is broke.
My hip hurts when i transfer my chin,
My belly button’s caving in.
My again is wrenched, my ankle’s sprained,
My ‘pendix pains each time it rains.
My toes are chilly, my toes are brazilian remi hair numb,
I’ve a sliver in my thumb.
My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
I hardly whisper after i converse.
My tongue is filling up my mouth,
I believe my hair is falling out.
My elbow’s bent, my spine ain’t straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight.
My mind is shrunk, I cannot hear,
There’s a gap inside my ear.
I have a hangnail, and my coronary heart is ..
What What’s that What’s that you simply say
You say as we speak is …….