The Poem About the Flu

I've been ill with this flu for about a week Funny how my cough gets worse just as I'm about to sleep I'm laying in bed with nothing else to do I may aswell write a poem about being ill with the flu We all get it at some point in the year no one is immune You can try to avoid it, but you'll get it soon It starts off with a snuffy nose, temperature and feeling weak You'll be lucky if you can go more than a few hours without needing to sneeze You'll be hot one minute and cold the next You'll have to take time off work and use it to rest You can't eat as you don't have an appetite You'll cough so much your ribs will hurt and you'll have watering eyes As a man I always have women fell me that man flu isn't real They just don't understand that men get it worse and take longer to heal Go to a scientist and they'll tell you that man flu is a real thing Look at it like a game of chess, the Queen needs to protect the king I tend to get the flu every year once October hits Give it another week or so and I'll be over it Rest and take it easy is all that I can do I wrote this poem for fun because we all know what it's like to have the flu