It Is Just A Bad Dream

I have sore shoulders,

I have itchy toes,

I have high fever,

I have running nose.

I need immediate medical care,

Shall I call 911? I suppose.

But which treatment shall I get,

My goodness, it is hard to choose.

My eyes are wet,

My hair is loose,

My phone is dead,

My credit cards confuse.

My life ends up in despair,

Shall I call 911? I suppose.

How can I survive and feel fair?

Only the divine knows.

In a frightful mood,

I run wild in the neighborhood,

I yell,

I tell…

It is just a bad dream,

I wake up and enjoy my blissful life all the same.

Jingle Poetry Monday Potluck:Welcome Linking in any poem, Join the fun today!

http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/10/poetry-potluck-halloween.html

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Leo’s Z to A challenge (Y is 4 YELL):

http://leonnyes.wordpress.com/2010/11/02/z-to-a-in-26-days-nov-2nd-y-for-yawn/

Victoria’s Monday Writing Challenge: (Dream on)

http://liv2write2day.wordpress.com/2010/11/01/monday-morning-writing-prompt-dream-on/