To be sung to the tune of "My Favorite Things"
Bad back and bad knee
And sinus infections
And every six months
I go for injections
I love all the comfort a heating pad brings
But these aren't a few of my favorite things!
Snowflakes that fall on
My nose and eyelashes
Just make me shiver
And give me red rashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
And then it's the sneezing that hay fever brings
When the nose runs
When I weigh tons
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my blog followers
And then I don't feel so bad!
Have you been suffering from the flu or colds lately? Then this Christmas tree is for you! It is the tiny tree in our local drug store, you could say it's the Christmas tree for hypochondriacs! I posted it last year, and now they have put it up again. And because I think it's so hilarious, I had to show you again this year, with the little bonus of this poem I made up. Do you see what the ornaments are? Band-aid holders, medicine cups, and hypodermic needles! Too bad the tree looks too small to put a bedpan on the top! It sits on the pharmacy counter and I really can't tell if they are taking it seriously or not. Hmmm...perhaps the pharmasists have been working too hard and need a nice long rest.
"He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, so that we might die to sins and live for righteousness; by his wounds you have been healed...1 Peter 2:24