Sick

I'm sick you see.

But don't pity me.

Your donations are all I need.

So if you feel bad

Quell it with the money you have

in your pockets and purses.

I loose my hair and energy too.

but there is only one thing you can do.

I need your money don't you see,

because i can't get enough from mom and dear daddy.

(These are not serious poems! I don't actually take donating to a sick child this lightly.)

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