Poem: The (Unwelcome) Gift that Keeps on Giving

The Gift that keeps on giving
a side effect of living
you wake up with a scratchy throat
your voice sounds like a demented goat.

The kids brought home an unwelcome guest
the kind that forces you to rest
although you have do much to do
and then the list gets longer too.

Your nose swells up, your eyes are teary
a single hour of work makes you weary
the brain fog doesn't go away
no matter how strong the coffee's today

So readers, pardon this unwanted break
Some lengthy words may be a bit late
until this unwelcome guest is evicted
my waking hours may be restricted.

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