The Hypochondriac

Swathed in bandages from head to toe That cut on my finger could go septic you know I’m not really touting for any attention It’s a guard against certain, imminent infection Prevention is better than cure, I’ve always said Remember what happened to poor old Uncle Fred He went into hospital after a coughing bout Popped his clogs and never came out You can never be too careful in this day and age A runny nose can go on the rampage Before you know it, the common cold Has become an epidemic, killing young and old I was surfing the internet the other day And couldn’t believe all the ailments on display I’ve had most; if not all; of those medical terms If I wasn’t so ill......I’d do a Masters in germs copyright 2011