Fair Friendship raised his placid mask and showed
Beneath, not brows where calm Content should reign,
Nor smiles wherein all-perfect Joy abode,
But Discord's face, distort with many a pain!
by Elizabeth Madox Roberts
I had a feeling in my neck,
And on the sides were two big bumps;
I couldn't swallow anything
At all because I had the mumps.
And Mother tied it with a piece,
And then she tied up Will and John,