The flu is doing the rounds throughout Honduras, and it has latched on to me. Now I have the song, “When two sides go to war” echoing through my brain. Yes, Nick Rogers is hereby declaring war on the flu.
I wrote short poem about having it. Enjoy.
When one has the flu,
There aren’t a lot of things for them to do;
‘Cept drink tea and stay in bed,
Knock back Panadol to clear the head,
Scoff vitamin C like you have no fear,
Even if it gives you days of diarrhea.
One must be wise and get some rest,
In your jimjams and a non-stanky vest.
Stay warm, wrapped up and have tissues on-hand,
‘Cos when the runny snot comes you’ll be sinking in sand.
Your voice goes deep but you don’t sound sexy,
You don’t look it either being that sweaty.
Take a sleeping pill and let the sueños kill it off,
And chew on a lime to get rid of the cough.
Stick vapour up your nostrils and suck extra hard,
And stay away from dairy products and nosh with loads of lard.
Soon your sinuses’ll unblock and you’ll breathe again,
And you’ll have a leaving party called, “Goodbye phlegm“.