It’s an application To the headmistress, From an A.B.C school. Written in stress. Most respectfully, I've got to say that... I'm unable to stand and to leave my bed! I'm very sick and I'm very ill... You won't believe, I have to pay bills! I can't tell you how ill I am. I can't even open my bag, dear ma’am! Whenever I dare to open it, The pain in my "brain" increases a bit! You can't understand how it feels, When I think about you and those tasty meals! I can't tell you I'm trying so hard To be no more ill, through driving in car! Now kindly, I want to say, Please grant me leave for just five days... Don't ask me please "why five days?" I'd tell you lies in different ways! If you grant me leave, I would be thankful. B/c in having fun, it would be helpful. Faithfully yours, X.Y.Z... Eleventh month, Day eighteen.