Ish. Sick.

I hate being sick.

Ish, is my favorite word to say
when I describe my downer day.
I blow, I cough, I snort, I sneeze,
cause I can't do whatever I please.
So I'll go lie down, stay out of the way.
Not try to speed up the computer anymore today.
Cause when Jim finds out what I tried to do,
He'll have a colorful word or two.