"Just a cough"
A limerick
My friend asked me why I was coughin'
I said I recover quite often.
He laughed in my face
Said, "Get back to your place"
And so I write this from my coffin.
About the Creator
Ethan Town
Sometimes I say creative writing is a hobby of mine. I guess that means I have to write sometimes.
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