mizry of buddy don: sick as a dawg

i am in the thurd day of a vomitin migraine, witch seems lack i caint git past a sartin kinda weather change. i pray it ends today spehsly since i had writ a pome bout them pages on sundy when i only had the paneful scalp. mayhap i kin git it dun n feel better in the mornin, but fer now, with pallgies, i am a'goin back to bed.

(ifn ye wonta make a comment, ye gut to click on 'link' below.)