So daddy has been bugging me about painting his shirt. There. With love and paint.

Not that there's much I can do with a swollen eye. Yup. Swollen eye. Can you say eyelid infection? Again. But I say, "Thank God for this swollen eye!". Why you ask? I have no idea. But in everything give thanks, and that's what i'mma do.

The pain lets me know I'm alive.
The swelling lets me know I have an eye.
The infection gives me an excuse to miss school.

Why this rhymes, I don't have a clue.

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...'Evil eye' ..............................Regular eye

Be afraid, be very afraid.

XXOO.