Unhelpful Poem by michael Smajda

Unhelpful

Rating: 2.0


When you are too sick to play
And you lay around all day,
There's nothing I can do or say,
That will chase your illness away.

Friday, January 13, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: sick
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