Influenza Poems - Poems about Influenza

A long time ago in a land far away Lived a shy young fellow, quite awkward they say So shy with the fillies He pretended his willy Had influenza and couldn't come out to play...

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A long time ago in a land far away Lived a shy young fellow, quite awkward they say So shy with the fillies He pretended his willy Had influenza and couldn't come out to play A repost...

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It seems like I’m hit with a dose of flu My skin feels so sensitive to the cold It will run its course nowt else I can do It's harder to shake off as you get old. I feel I’m not here my head is away Dosing my self with medical potions Lemon drinks are the order of the day With care...

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DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE OF A NERVOUS DISPOSITION. Non of us are old enough to remember the nineteen eighteen awful influenza, this pandemic documented as bird flu hundred years on could be me or you, then over five hundred million perished now it could be loved ones, our cherished, since then our world has become smaller are we ready...

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It’s a nasty disease. Infection spreads by sneeze. If you get it, you’ll wheeze. Intense fever and chills, Illness that sometimes kills. Injected with vaccine, Immunity is seen. 2/25/2017 For contest Pleiades I Sponsored by Kim Merryman...

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A long time ago in a land far away Lived a shy young fellow, quite awkward they say So shy with the fillies He pretended his willy Had influenza and couldn't come out to play...

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IN-FLU-ENZA! IN-FLEW-ENZA! This was not my today's agenda, Hankies for snuffles my addenda, Here I rest, moribunda! Wintry weather down under, Suppose it is not so bad, Bed rest to be had, Not in the rat race, Cosy bed today's place, Definitely not my today's agenda, IN-FLU-ENZA!...

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A long time ago in a land far away Lived a shy young fellow, quite awkward they say So shy with the fillies He pretended his willy Had influenza and couldn't come out to play © Jack Ellison 2015...

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A rippling of shivered skin Convulsing tides of sweat Induced spasms of chaotic Visions of cataclysmic madness Choking down pharmaceutical Faith in medicinal fists, full Of killers Of pain Where writhing in torsions of hotness Lapse fleetingly into delicious Snatches of delusional sleep and Dream; among corpses of influenza victims Laid bare by blinding Headaches splitting Muscle mucus into Coughing fits of Laughter why me To peel apart the cocoon Of...

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