When I was a kid we watched West Side Story all the time. I can recite every line and can do it all the different voices. My R rolling for any of the Shark dialog is perfect and my Natalie Wood fake Latina accent is also spot on. So when I sat down to write this post about how sick I felt, this is what happened.I Feel Icky (sung to the tune of ?I Feel Pretty?)I feel Icky. Oh so Icky. I feel sickly and funky and tired. And so Icky, cause my throat feels like its on fire.I feel shitty. Oh so shitty. A committee would pity how I?ve been. And so icky, my defense is Amoxicillin.See that pretty box of tissue there? Can you hand it here before I sneeze?Not another cough. Not another groan. Not another ache. Not another moan.I feel tired. Uninspired. Get more fluids and rest is what I?m told,For I?m Sick. With an Icky, terrible Cold!La la la hack la la cough ahhhchoo! (Source: The B.A.D. Blog)
Original source: http://the-bad-blog.blogspot.com/2008/09/song-for-sick.html
