A letter from the flu
"Don't let me catch you.
You'll do more than AC--HOO!
I'll take away your appetite;
Break your ability to fight.
Infect your partner;
You two will crawl from bed to couch
And back again.
With no production possible.
Drag yourselves to
Urgent Care
'Yep, strain B Influenza!'
Proclaimed from
across the room.
You'll take refuge in tamiflu, hot teas
Cough drops, tylenol, mucinex, and zertec!
While no one dares to visit.
You'll stew in your own juices
Unable to smell..
Spring which assaults your nose
Oh, you'll be sorry:
No amount of purell will stop me
I've come to get you
I'm your unfriendly flu
Next time:
Take the shot!"
ACHOO....
"But, I did..
You mutant virus...!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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