A final Flu Haiku
They’ve pushed me out of my bed.
Must buy more tissues.
They’ve pushed me out of my bed.
Must buy more tissues.
They’ve pushed me out of my bed.
Must buy more tissues.
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Drink tons of fluids and get well soon!
((((((Sal)))))
=(
Feel better, and if I don’t get back online before then (off on Christmas trip), a very merry to you. ๐
{{you}}
Sorry Sal sick ๐
Countdown til better
Thub10, Thub9, Thub8…
Well, this wont help you get better, but it may let you know what you are missing….
Spent most of yesterday at the beach. Great waves, hot sand and lots of sunburn.
No flu here….
Only noise heard is airconditioners keeping the house cool, not a sound of a sniff or sneeze to be heard.
jealous???
hahaha
Hope Santa brings you a new box of tissues, and I hope they are super soft ๐
Got a challenge for you since you are in bed staring at the ceiling thinking about your next composition.
The challenge is….
"Twas the night betfore Xmas
When all through the house
Where spread crumpled up tissues…..
Take it from there Sal!!
I mean, you cant do worse than those liver ballards, LOL *joking*
Funny request! I apologize, but I make it a habit not to respond to unauthorized comments. To be honest, I didn’t even know that this feature was turned on. This is not necessarily any reflection on "elf", but I’ve learned to be gun-shy about those who don’t identify themselves. This isn’t meant in a rude way, but I’ll be turning off the unauthenticated feature after posting this comment.
*airmails you half of the 20 boxes of tissues I bought for my flu (minus the hiaku)*
Sheshhhhhhhh…….you are slow!!!
LOL
Exposed now!!!!
lol
elf*with*attitude
xoxox
ps……….. still want that ballard!