Poetry – T’was on the Monday Morning

T’was on the Monday Morning

T’was on the Monday morning

The virus came to call

I had a little cough

Then I could hardly breathe at all!

By the Tuesday morning

My temperature hit a high.

I was feeling so very bad

I thought that I might die!

By Wednesday morning

My muscles start to ache,

I couldn’t stand at all

And my legs began to quake!

On Thursday morning

On the ventilator I did go.

I was feeling really horrid

And my heart was beating slow.

But on the Friday morning

I thought t’was my last day.

So I finally washed my hands

And the virus went away!

Opher – 15.3.2020

I thought I would try writing something amusing on the lines of ‘The Gasman came to call’.

I enjoyed it.

If you don’t make fun of the situation then there’s no point in living!

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