Ill (Not Liking It.) Poem by Peter Vealey

Ill (Not Liking It.)



Ill
Ill not liking it.
Slammed - out of sorts.
Rumbling tumbling grumble.
But it could have been
Just a lot say disease or
(Long grumble)
Can't see the good from the trees
Almost a Rip
Ol
Over.
But I am not young enough
To qualify
For normal
But you knew that
Anyway!

Monday, September 21, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: illness
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