Coughing, sneezing, God, I am ill
Why is there no magic pill?
Winter cold or worst thought, COVID?
Lord above, save me, my beloved.
Chasing remedies for fast antidotes,
Eyes of aliens, balls of toads.
Solution needed fast, up here;
I want to be better, flu or COVID clear.
Magic pills from bats up high hills,
If flu don’t get you, COVID kills.
Fix me up before the dawn breaks,
Badgers, testicles, and earwax fish cakes.
I will try almost anything to get well—
Flu or COVID, whichever, go to hell.
About the Creator
George’s Girl 2026
I've been writing poetry since the age of 10. With pen in hand, I wander the realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture you ❤️#Marie381UkWrites
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