December 6, 2009

• i was feeling inspired to write a poem.

  When Your Best Friend Has Pneumonia:

  A Cautionary Tale in Verse  

   

  When your best friend has pneumonia

  it’s boring as hell

  Funny things happen

  But there’s no one to tell.

   

  You’ll think of a joke

  Or a small anecdote

  But making her laugh

  Might just hurt her throat.

   

  She might be napping

  So you can’t make a call

  Stories you can’t share

  Are no fun at all.

   

  There’s no one to force you

  To go to the gym

  Well, your husband can suggest it

  But you don’t listen to him.

   

  She can’t eat

  So her weight’s going down

  And you’re getting fat

  From just moping around

   

  And then you’re concerned

  She’s getting iller and iller…

  Worrying all day

  Is a real productivity killer.

   

  So if you have friends

  Do choose ones that are hearty

  Cause coping with a sick one

  Is no kind of party.

   

  The End.

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