A Tissue

A Tissue is a paper hanky,
That isn't very strong.
If you have a heavy cold,
It will not last you long.
One nose blow is all these hankies need,
To become useless,
And flutter in the breeze.
Fluttering in the breeze,
Causing ailments and disease.
It is a mortal sin,
Not to throw these hankies in the bin.

        ATISHOO!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Krutsinger Avatar
October 7, 2021 at 8:30 AM
They flutter in the breeze so fast and are lovely when they do also. Nice one.
Alex Avatar
October 4, 2021 at 5:20 AM
This is a very beautiful rhyme, indeed, with a great moral which we used to say for the children but much needed for the adults today.
Rose  Avatar
October 3, 2021 at 1:43 PM
This made me grin, :)
Hawkins Avatar
October 3, 2021 at 10:53 PM
So pleased it did, Mystic Rose Rose... Thank you.
Theraven Avatar
October 2, 2021 at 10:16 PM
Shirley Hawkins, A rare treat in kind.., just as your nose knows it needs blowing, and a tissue so often hard to find. God bless you. -Richard
Hawkins Avatar
October 2, 2021 at 10:29 PM
Thank you, Richard for your welcome comments and your thoughtful blessings. Take care... Shirley
Worthy Avatar
October 2, 2021 at 10:10 PM
Lol i remember when we used to have those around the house as a kid
Hawkins Avatar
October 2, 2021 at 10:32 PM
Thank you, Justin. Not as strong as a Handkerchief... Take care... Shirley
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