It is a gray and dreary day here. The weather is contributing a bit to that feeling, but mostly it is because we (and by we, I mean all 8 of us) have been sick with the hydrophoby for going on 10 days now. (Yes, I know that is the medical term for rabies. We just use it to describe any illness. It must be said with wide eyes and a breathless, startled voice - just like in the movie "Old Yeller".)
We all have coughing and wheezing and coughing and more coughing and phlegm, oh mercy, the phlegm, the likes of which I hope never to encounter again. By the way, either Mucinex is way over marketed or we all have some mighty resilient mucus.
So, now you know of our ailments. I hope I haven't run off too many readers with the ghastly details. In the meantime, entertain yourselves, or enjoy your leisure (there is a difference, you know), with this poem that always gives me a grin.