Today was called the worst for me.
I had what you would call 'water on the knee.'
I went thru halls and broken doors;
But I could not do any chores! ! !
I told my mom I was sick;
She told me to 'get over it, quick! '
I tried to! But my, oh my! ! ! !
I finally got thru the day with a
Swollen
Red
Eye! !
1976
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