Sick day

Every time I tried to get myself out of my warm bed,

I found I couldn’t summon the power to lift my aching head

 

Slept and woke to see an hour, sometimes two or three

Had passed since I opened eyes to his increasingly distressed plea

 

God, I feel like crap.

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