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Sick Days
by Mary Ann Hoberman

On days when I am sick in bed
My mother is so nice;
She brings me bowls of chicken soup
And ginger ale with ice.

She cuts the crusts off buttered toast
And serves it on a tray
And sits down while I eat it
And doesn’t go away.

She reads my favorite books to me;
She lets me take my pick;
And everything is perfect-
Except that I am sick!