NaPoWriMo #6
I have the flu at this time
Makes it easier to rhyme
And reality fades from view
As the body learns what to do
When consumed by a virus
Rest is better than lust
Trapped in a world of the bed
Hoping to be more than just dead
I dreamed I was magic
Reality is more tragic
Sore throat is throbbing
Head keeps on bobbing
So I stay in bed to
Continue the fantasy, Sue
That magic is me
And magic is what you see
Instead of this sick fool
Who has been schooled
In sinus solutions
And fevered absolutions
Thank you , Caro !
“ Instead of this sick fool
And fevered absolutions”
Love this, Theresa!
Thank you, Keno !
I have the flu at this time
Makes it easier to rhyme
And reality fades from view
As the body learns what to do
When consumed by a virus
Rest is better than lust
Trapped in a world of the bed
Hoping to be more than just dead
I dreamed I was magic
Reality is more tragic
Sore throat is throbbing
Head keeps on bobbing
So I stay in bed to
Continue the fantasy, Sue
That magic is me
And magic is what you see
Instead of this sick fool
Who has been schooled
In sinus solutions
And fevered absolutions
Thank you , Caro !
“ Instead of this sick fool
Who has been schooled
In sinus solutions
And fevered absolutions”
Love this, Theresa!
Thank you , Caro !
Thank you, Keno !