Sarah Cantata
sang a sonata
before she was caught
by the flu.

Hans Amanaster,
a Cyprian Pastor,
well, it found its way
to him too.

Mel Putnam Bailey
took vitamins daily
hoping to escape
that great blight.

He oft saw the doctor
and gargled salt water
and still, the flu
found him one night.

Annabeth Holden,
whose workouts were golden,
she greeted it
Monday at 10.

And Zeezil Bop Dooly,
fan of patoulie,
exchanged his pipe
for a bedside bin.

Stan, Margaret, Mary,
Hu, Desmond, Larry-
each suffered
similar fates.

They woke one fine day
to find later that they
Were achy and on fire
by 8.

It just goes to show you
despite where you go to
the flu is a thing
much like goo.

Once you’ve been by it
you might as well try it
’cause by now it
already knows you.