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Poor poor Perilon was miserable
and now not only was he sneezing
but he was shivering too.
             
He sniffed and went back to bed
and yet still..
he wouldn't take his medicine.
  
The sound of laughter drifted in
through the bedroom window.
he padded over to the window
to see what he could see

Out side the sun was shining
and all his friends
were out enjoying themselves,
and here he was...
stuck in the house all alone.

 

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