Yeah, I know, I know, it has been a few weeks since the last Friday Limericks thread. It's been a busy time. Still is, actually, come to think of it. So I thought I'd take a few moments to hide from all that, and ask you how you are doing. Better than your pal Cuttlefish, I hope.
If our health is more precious than gold,
Mine's a stock that I wish I had sold;
I have tried to be tough,
But enough is enough!
It's two weeks now, that I've had this cold!
I'm either too warm, or I'm freezing,
And I'm coughing and sniffling and sneezing;
My voice has gone hoarse,
And my family, of course,
Wants to make me feel better... by teasing!
The TV commercials inspire us
To buy stuff to fight off the virus--
But it seems it's not health
They are after, but wealth--
It's my money of which they're desirous!
Now I'm huddled up, drinking my tea*,
Wishing only to be symptom-free.
So, from your point of view
What's it like to be you?
Cos I tell you, it sucks to be me.
*oh, yeah, I forgot to mention above... the Cuttlespouse used the very last of our coffee. Nothing left for yours truly.