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Sick

Sick

“Sick” is a famous poem by poet, cartoonist, songwriter, and musician Shel Silverstein published in book named “Where the Sidewalk Ends” in 1970. It is about a little girl named Peggy Ann McKay, who did not want to go to school.

Peggy Ann McKay came up with every single excuse she could, she pulled out all the stops so she would not have to go to school. She is trying to convince her parents with all the innocent excuses with symptoms of various dreadful diseases such as the mumps and the measles, the chickenpox and other whatnots.

She claims that her hip hurts when she moves her chin and mentions that her belly button’s caving in and that her appendix “pains every time it rains”. But in the last lines of the poem when innocent Peggy Ann McKay notices that it is Saturday, then she wants to go out to play.

“Sick” Poem Lyrics

“I cannot go to school today,”
Said little Peggy Ann McKay.
“I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash and purple bumps.
My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
I’m going blind in my right eye.
My tonsils are as big as rocks,
I’ve counted sixteen chicken pox
And there’s one more–that’s seventeen,
And don’t you think my face looks green?
My leg is cut–my eyes are blue–
It might be instamatic flu.
I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
I’m sure that my left leg is broke–
My hip hurts when I move my chin,
My belly button’s caving in,
My back is wrenched, my ankle’s sprained,
My ‘pendix pains each time it rains.
My nose is cold, my toes are numb.
I have a sliver in my thumb.
My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
I hardly whisper when I speak.
My tongue is filling up my mouth,
I think my hair is falling out.
My elbow’s bent, my spine ain’t straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight.
My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
There is a hole inside my ear.
I have a hangnail, and my heart is–what?
What’s that? What’s that you say?
You say today is. . .Saturday?
G’bye, I’m going out to play!”