Out To Play.

/ Wic

I have a nice, nice friend
Whose been sick for many days,
She starts to get better
But the ailment won’t go away,
And me, all filled with empathy
Find myself writing just to say
I’m currently feeling equally ill
So on the settee I now lay,
Kindly you’ve wished me better
So I return affection and pray
Health will fill your house
And you’ll soon be out to play.

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