Poem

Ill

I’ll be Ill without my apostrophe
I’ll be ill without my capital
I’ll be Ill in texts
I’ll be ill for autocorrect
I’ll be Ill all over your document
I’ll be ill when you won’t pay attention
I’ll be ill when you’re careless
I’ll go, wherever you type me
I’ll go.

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