OOOPS! THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE POSTED YESTERDAY!

 More of your girl's poetry, which you may or may or may not have seen before:

                  The Light Bringer

      Because they don't want

      To bother with the shades,

       My children rather squint and grope about

       In the darkened house

       So every morning

       I go to the windows

       And raise the shades myself

        So sunbeams can flood their rooms

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 Breathe Deep

          We buy topsoil for the garden

          We buy channels for TV 

           We by water by the carton--

            Thank goodness air is free

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           Ah, Nature           

When outside it's wintery

    And inside, it's seventy

     I'm still cold and shivery

When outside, it's summery

      And inside its seventy

      I'm sweating like a piggery

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      Cough, Snort, Sneeze

Her dreams are bad, 

And when she wakes

Her throat is raw

Her left ear aches

Her mood is cranky

Her bread is soggy

Her body's hurting

Her movement's loggy

       As you can guess,

       Fio's sick

       And she darn well better

       Get well quick!

(Not every poet writes about mucus😁