FROM MY SICK BED
Conversations with my sore throat
I
You sure are sore, throat.
Like I swallowed a bunch of
Rose thorns. Ouch, throat. Ouch.
II
Next time, perhaps try
a bit harder to resist
infection. OK?
III
Hey, I'm sorry throat.
I know you're doing your best.
Mostly you're quite good.
IV
It's just that daytime
TV is really bad and
I need a scapegoat.
V
Here, throaty baby.
Have this nice hot cup of tea.
And get well soon, 'k?
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