I'm not sure why, but I had set my hopes high.
Higher than this at least.
Hoping that the vomit beast.
Would stay at bay.
Longer than just a day.
In honesty it was more than a day,
but why not a whole week?
More than a week,
before our new house would reek.
I guess the toilets, floors, and beds did need
to be christened at some point indeed,
but so soon?
Good thing the thermometers were unpacked.
So many reasons to feel out of whack.
Still managing to find humor and rhyme...
hoping we're all better in no time!
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