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Hypochondriac

I feel a tickle in my chest –
Oh no! I better take a rest.
My stomach feels a little sore;
I better have one cookie more.
Is that a sniffle? Oh dear me!
It’s time to lie and watch TV.
A funny ache down in my back -
Best watch a movie, eat a snack.
Now, what if my sore knee’s a sign?!
I think I’ll sit here ‘til I’m fine.
My lips are chapped! I must be doomed!
Best stay here safely in my room.
I’m lonely and my hands are raw.
My plan for safety has one flaw;
If covid doesn’t come to kill,
Imagination surely will!
Written by brokentitanium (k.)
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Author's Note
Making light of the efforts we all must take.... because sometimes you have to laugh to keep from crying.
Stay home. Wash your hands. Be safe. Love to you all.
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