Day 12 - I Feel Like One Of Santa's Elves





Human 76 - A post-apocalyptic secret is in store for you soon!






Yeah, I had to stretch to make that title rhyme... But it is a bit like I'm on a production line here.



And because of that, today's poem* will be a short one.






Avoiding The Plague Like The Plague



My daily commute on the train takes me far

Though the journey is filled with such dread

As I invariably end up in the hospital car

With the sick, the dying, and (nearly) dead

Waiting for them to end up on the floor.



No matter which railcar I choose for my travels

There is always a passenger sniffling or sneezing,

And once their supply of tissue unravels,

They begin with the gasping and wheezing,

Occasionally doing all four.



I truly expect the conductor to enter

Dressed like the reaper,

With a sickle as scepter,

Scaring to death those few who can sleep here

Waking them up from a snore.



It's playing roulette

To commute with diseases,

So before I catch cold and break out in a sweat

There is much you can do to appease us

And not spread all the germs we abhor.



Just cover your coughs

And stifle your sneezes

It's those little things

That are things that will please us,

Or decide to stay home one day more.



So, heat up some soup

And take a few pills

When you're starting to droop

To help cure your ills

And not be the one we deplore.



                      K.R. Smith








*I'm trying to write a poem each day for National Poetry Month. It's difficult to come up with original titles (that are interesting) for each post. I chose silly instead.



 Here are the links to the poems so far:



   Day 1 National Poetry Month - Kick-off (National Poetry Month)

   Day 2 Haiku, For You (Haiku)

   Day 3 A Poem For Free (The Good Morning Man)

   Day 4 Wait, There's Even More (Monday)

   Day 5 I'm Still Alive (TMI)

   Day 6 I'm Resorting To Tricks (A Walk Through Kipling's Wood)

   Day 7 It Almost Like Poetry Heaven (Metal Monsters)

   Day 8 I've Got A Lot On My Plate (The Ides Of April)

   Day 9 Another Poem Would Be Fine (Storm Spirit)

   Day 10 I'm At It Again (What A Tree Is Not)

   Day 11 Yes, Number Eleven (A U-Turn For The Worse)




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