This is a narrative poem. It narrates how the day goes for <span>Peggy Ann McKay. You will kn</span>ow that Peggy tries to make excuses so as not to go to school. In the second stanza, she has already mentioned five excuses, "<span>My mouth is wet, my throat is dry./ I'm going blind in my right eye./ My tonsils are as big as rocks,/ I've counted sixteen chicken pox.</span>" At the end though, Peggy discovers that it is Saturday so she suddenly feels well and plans to go out to play.
I've been in many gun control arguments. A)<span> "People, not guns, are violent</span>" is the one I most anticipate, right ahead of "We need guns or else only bad people will have them" and "BUT MUH SECERND AMERNDMENT"
