poem to my disease

of course
of course
i'm sick
of course
it's only the third week of school
of course
of course
it's true
of course
my white blood cells are in a duel

the boyfriend is going out of town
can't hug him good bye
only let out a sigh
as the mucus comes dribbling down

of course
of course
i'm sick
of course

...

at least it's not the swine flu