that kebab

my head spins
the room going round
on a merry go round my head does spin
my feeling of vomiting

rush to the loo I do go
just to make it in time
oh no I need to go
splurge the loo is covered

disentry the order of the day
in an out both end why this happens
oh should we blame
the beer, the midnight kebab
all I know, I am ill
a few days of being unwell pass me the sick bucket

sleeping feeling dizzy high temperatures , vomiting lots of fluids take hope this stops me feeling sick
a case of food poisoning or am I ill
call the doctor quick
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Posted: May 2013

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Comments (1)

darkhorse555
ha ha wayne mine must be the after eating to much nicely penned no kebab for me ha hathumbs up handshake grin
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