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Only drugs and nothing more....

Once upon a mid-day dreary, while I lay here weak and weary. Over many blankets I had let fallen to the floor. While I laid down nearly napping suddenly there came a tapping, tapping at my bedroom door. Tis some visitor rapping at my bedroom door, not just this but something more.
Ah distinctly I remember it was in bleak November and each separate dying feeling keeps my spirits on the floor. Eagerly I wished my sorrow would not linger on tomorrow and from my purse surcrease my sorrow, sorrow for my local drug store. For the 24 hour opened, heroic, local, fully stocked pharmaceutical store. Only this and nothing more.
And the sulky, sad, uncertain rustling of my open curtain
Chilled me, filled me with uncertain feeling never felt before
So that now to still the beating of my heart I stood repeating
Tis some new prescription I am needing
Some new antibiotics I am needing
keeping me from falling on the floor
Only drugs and nothing more.
Presently my flu grows stronger, hesitating now no longer
'Virus' said I 'Flu it's your absence I implore'
The fact is I was happy, and so healthy, romantic, sappy
and so rudely you came banging, banging on my immunity's door
That I was sure that I knew that you were smacking on my body's door.
I need drugs and nothing more.
Back into the bedroom, hurting, my heartburn inside of me burning
soon I slipped into the my sheets returning
returning to my pillow's soft and ample core
For the cool and wonderful feeling
of my bedroom I adore
Feeling better I am sure
I get a little slap happy when I get sick so I thought this little ditty would cheer me up or at least make me feel a little better. I am on the tail end of the flu but I am still weak and tired. It's an odd feeling. I don't "feel" sick but I don't have enough energy to go to the store. I use it all up through the day for restroom breaks and showers to wash off the virus scum I feel all around me. I am hoping to feel my old self at least by Friday. This sickness is going into its fourth week. I managed to keep myself healthy and out of the doctor's office for six months...this is an FYI for all of you out there who think that I am consistently sick. I will keep you posted on my healing process.

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