Last night I had the sneezes.
I was really very ill.
My mother called the doctor
who prescribed a purple pill.
At eight o’clock I went to bed.
My mom turned out the light.
I used up one whole box of Kleenex
sneezing through the night.
I sneezed my brains out in my bed.
I didn’t get much rest.
So that’s the reason, teacher,
that I flunked the spelling test.
Text © Bruce Lansky with permission of its publisher Meadowbrook Press. Illustration © Stephen Carpenter.