A fever and a cold;
Is this the Flu?
My stomach on a roll
I wish I knew.
I’ll wait it out,
at least one week.
Wrestling with this bout,
in a state of pique.
How could this be?
My health I care.
One thousand millies of ‘C’
I should be healthy as a bear.
So acorn microbes
fell this mighty Oak.
I mill about in robes,
Mother Nature’s joke.
So, I bid adieu
to an active slot.
As now I have a clue:
I should have got that shot.
Puma/MMXI
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