My Bug
“My Bug”
I have this little bug,
It just won’t fly away!
It’s somewhere in my tummy
And it won’t obey.
My muscles feel so tight,
I now feel a little queasy.
This is called for a fight
And it will not be easy.
The clock keeps ticking
Tick- Tock- Tick
Repeating in this sequence,
I think I’m going to be sick…
The hero is here
The hero can help!
“I have superpowers”
She cried with a great big yelp!
But the bug is too strong,
It’s coming up quick…
What Do I Do?!
I think I’m going…. OH NO…….
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