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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A RESIDENT FLU FAMILY, by HOWARD DIETZ
First Line: Little pneumococci, / tiny germy things
Last Line: Out and slam the door!
Subject(s): Sickness; Illness
First Line: Little pneumococci, / tiny germy things
Last Line: Out and slam the door!
Subject(s): Sickness; Illness
Little pneumococci,
Tiny germy things,
Playing rough as hockey
With my nervous strings,
Rushing through my system,
Caring not a D
Whether you may twist 'em
Right plumb out of me,
List to what I'm saying
In this feeble hymn:
You must stop your playing --
I am not a gymn!
Little pneumococci,
Tiny bunch of death,
Running me all rocky,
Robbing me of breath,
Making me feel weary
In my every cell,
Making life too dreary
Far for me to tell,
Heed while I repeat it --
What I said before:
Hurry, bugs, and beat it
Out and slam the door!
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