Author: Barbara Goodhew


Now I know why some people are hyperchondriacs.
When you're sick everybody is nice.
The trouble is they're just like alcholics.
It is a sickness that makes people stay away.


Comments on this poem/writing:

Tashia ( -- Tuesday, May 29 2007, 01:43 pm


i like your poem it is goood.
barb ( -- Tuesday, May 29 2007, 02:54 pm

glad you liked it

You saw the humour ih it. thanks
mmmm?? ( -- Sunday, October 28 2007, 06:48 pm


i didnt really get it :[
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