Now, nope, not an 18+ poem
Despite the title
Of anything hot, sleazy, or swoony
Nothing too 'exciting' now, advises Fido!
It's me in my illness
Not knowing if I will have a night sweat or not
And I'm not the only one
Infirm in the house
I know the real cause for me -
Nightmares of KP and her trout-like advances!
Sends me into a twirl
A sort of hot flush
Have to wash the sheets yet
All yucky and soaking
Even change them in middle of the night
I've resumed some singing though
Ahh - 'so you're not getting better', you say
We're all mucking in
The sick, or just-recovered ones
Helping the other sick ones
We can't blame the month in itself
As a 'mensis horribilis'
(Mensis - Latin for month, singular)
Though it happened
It all started off the end of last month
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: April 26th, 2024 02:47
- Comment from author about the poem: More of our woes!
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Comments5
sorry to learn of your menses Mr. O
but we all have our own nemesis ..
Thanks N. I'm delirious now through illness - prattling off in Latin!
That needs to go!
Not your sense of humour though.
Thanks 2.
The end of last month? Was this a preparation for April fools? Or was it an Easter resurrection you were planning ?Good one Orchi.
Thanks SB.
Whatever it takes to keep you from singing Orchi. 😝
(but seriously, hope you're feeling better real soon.
Thanks SB. It's what KP says to me too - the first line of your comment. lol.
Ear plugs are rather cheap though. She can afford them. 😝
Its not a 'monthly' problem is it Orchi? LOL
Andy
Thanks Gold. lol.
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