Don't Blame Me

My sinuses are so full,
I am aching in my skull.
And I am having issues
With all these yucky tissues.
I leave my jeans pockets stuffed -
Now the laundry is all fluffed.
Mom is really not happy,
Don't blame me - I'm the sicky!

1 comment:

Joy said...

Do you have allergies,
when dust comes flying in the breeze?
Perhaps to ask for a tissue, please
to catch the germs before you sneeze.

We love your poem and the *sniff*y parts.
We'll memorize it with our hearts.
Me and my dog,
can you guess his name?

Keep up the great work.


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