I was sick. It was gross. Blech. I hate being sick. Stomach sick. Blech.
Then
C was sick. Fever sick. Blech. He laid all day. Not moving. Blech.
Then
I felt better! Way better! And all was good. Yea! Now for C...
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You are too funny.
ReplyDeleteEven when you are sick, you can write well.
Blech.
what a great word