Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, BEIN' SICK, by BURGES JOHNSON


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First Line: When I am really sick abed
Last Line: When I am sick.
Subject(s): Children; Sickness; Childhood; Illness


When I am really sick abed
It isn't ever any fun.
I feel all achey in my head
An' hate to take my medisun.
Th' sheets get stickyish and hot,
But I am not allowed to kick
'Em off, er read, er talk a lot
When I am sick.

I hate fer all th' folks about
To come an' pat me on th' face
An' say, "Poor child, you'll soon be out,"
An' tiptoe all around th' place.
They go when I pertend to be
Asleep—I do it fer a trick:
I don't like folks to pity me
When I am sick.

My mother's diff'runt—I don't care
If she sits by me once er twice
An' says, "Poor boy," an' smooths my hair;
She ain't just tryin' to be nice.
They bring warm squushy things to me
Fer meals, an' make me eat 'em quick.
I'm mis'ruble as I can be
When I am sick.





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