Poisoned
Last night I
Almost died!
Worked full day
In the cold and minus
Stiff were the muscles
Rebelled joints of my bones.
Tough it was to drive
Stubborn, tougher I; so
Pants low to knee high
I fell down on the ground.
Unconscious
Hit the ground.
My forehead wounded and
Simply I passed out!
Before that felt nausea
Did best to throw up!
I could feel poison;
What and where was from?
My supper was simple
Could it be coming from?
Pepperoni sticks and
Sliced cheese of cheddar?
Fell asleep for some time
With puke around mouth
And night was one of worst
No sleep, too much thoughts.
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