My man done called in sick yesterday,
an' this is what he said:
Well, I woke up this mornin',
sinuses full to the brim.
Yeah, I woke up this mornin',
sinuses full to the brim.
I gots to call in to work now,
'cause you don't want my phlegm.
I got the blues,
I got the stuffy head blues.
Gonna drink lots of liquids
whether or not I'm feelin' thirsty.
Gonna drown those blues away now,
at least Wednesday and Thursday,
Cause I got the blues,
I got the stuffy head blues.
Take it away, Jim . . .
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ReplyDeleteI've got a little bit of hay fever going on myself, but I don't express it nearly as well as you do…
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Nice poem. Hope it doesn't last long.
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ReplyDeleteI remember Dandelionslayer. A fine backup with all the greats - Chet Baker, Monk, Armstrong,- even Mahalia Jackson.
And now she's out front. Solo with a capital S.
And she done good.
Yes, and she done good.
Hooked up with the luckiest man in the world.