Pots of soup, boiling atop the stove
Help for earaches, fever and colds
Juice, naps, it should do us some good
Low-key weekend, thankful we could
Pass the bugs round, back and forth
Grateful one could tend to the hearth
Soon we hope to all be well
In time for parties and silver bells
Until then, we'll get some rest
So when we see you, we're at our best
* Upoem = update + poem
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2 comments:
"upoem" ... you're brilliant! isn't rhyming fun? :) i am glad to hear that it sounds like you're on the mend. now hurry up and get better all the way!
love the poem
hate that you're all feeling crummy
hope you all heal fast & just in time to party hard! :)
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