Excellent A poem about the evil flu we caught. See author notes. The Flu Is Blue by papa55mike

my muscles quake while the lungs quiver from the grating cough racking this old body I expect my toes to come up next somebody shoot me, please   The flu is blue   day after day, weeks go by blue misery pounds my soul can't eat, can't sleep the doctor says there's nothing she can do I'm glad I don't say those bad words anymore   The flu is blue   I've ridden this old horse called the flu farther than I wanted to so kick me to the curb throw me back to the living this zombie is digging his way out but I'm so tired maybe tomorrow   The flu is so blue     Author Notes I tried to look at this with a laugh instead of just complaining. There was one crazy thing that happened the Monday after we came down it. I was trying to isolate myself from the girls and watching TCM in the bedroom. One of my favorites came on, Boys Town, with Spencer Tracy and a cast of thousands. I've seen it several times, but when any of the sad scenes came on, I couldn't stop myself from weeping. Huge, crocodile tears poured down my face, and I couldn't stop it. Wanda thought I was losing my mind. Things you go through! Many thanks for stopping by to read. Have a great day, and God bless. mike

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