Two days of coughing and now comes the flu

Which everyone has had except for me;

So now it's my turn and I needs must be

Shivering in my dressing gown, while you - 

Light of my life - ply me with Beecham's powder,

Thin soup and herbal tea - I need the fluids -

And at least we can be thankful to the Druids

We celebrate the Solstice not the flower

Of Maidenhood at this time of year.

This verse runs easily enough between the bouts

Of medication until they run out

When I collapse in fever and in fear.

            It is a truth, when men have caught the flu

            They're bound to have it twice as bad as you.

Brian Hick December 2008

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