the Mom meter

I’m not the one,

to cluck a tongue,

if you say you’re sick. . .

I’ll turn and run!

(since sick ain’t fun)

I’ll hit those bricks so quick. . .

 

I’m not your

“aww” dience

(I’m not)

the one to bring you soup. . .

if brow is hot,

too bad I’ve got,

better things to do. . .

 

so suck it up,

and sweat it out,

and do it on your own. . .

don’t breathe

on me!

don’t sneeze

(take C)

and for God’s sake

–stay at home!

 

prompt: elixir

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I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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