Woe’t me,

I’ve been tick tin’t Monday.

For real tick,

Not ju’t taking a bum-day.

(cough, cough)

Quarantined

Mytelf for everyone’t t’afety.

No grote detail’t,

Becau’t, afterall, I am a lady.

Fuddy brain –

I can’t tink like a tupid fool.

Clogged no’tril –

That’ the deory I learned in k-hool.

(wheeze)

True or not,

The t’imple’t task’t are hard to do.

Anyting

Dat require’t me to even move.

(groan)

I’m toe tick

But who would know it?

It’ my fault,

T’ometime’t I’m ju’t too ‘toic.

(gasp)

However,

I tink tere’t tometing you t’hould know

Dat i’t why

I’m t’haring my tale of woe.

(moan)

I de’terve

Everybody’t upmo’t t’ympady.

Becau’t I tink

No one ha’t ever been quite a’t tick a’t me!

(sneeze, sneeze, and sneeze)

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