So now I have a sprained ankle.
OUCH!
I could cry but I won't
I could scream but I don't
I could complain about the sprain
I could fret in this pain
I could lie here under ice
I could take a pill twice
I could worry and curse
or
I could write this little verse
And
So
I
Did
Kathy Lochart
6/3/07
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
Read 894 times
Written on 2007-06-03 at 20:23
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