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Funny Get Well Poems
Challenge: Funny Get Well Poems
In the Hospital
I hear that
you're under the weather.
They've probed regions
upper and nether
When they ask you to
strip
Keep a stiff-upper lip
Tell those stories when
we get together.
In offices, clubs, and pubs across this great land, there has developed the highly civilized tradition of passing about a greeting card upon which caring friends will scrawl encouragements to someone who is ill. The most civilized person in that group will have put themselves out to purchase the card, address it, and pass it about. We who are always mildly surprised at our own failure to think of it salute you.
When such a card lands in one’s lap, the brain often stalls, becoming, in fact a veritable tabula rasa, as John Locke once said, though possibly not within this context. As you sit there with pen poised, all eyes upon you to hurry up and pass it on, we feel your pain. While Edward seems to have drawn a blank, a situation common for him under duress, Kathleen can help you out with a little help for those awkward moments.
Nor are producing funny get well poems the only uncomfortable moments of the human condition.
Hernia
There was a
man from Serbska Sernia
Who developed a most
hurtful hernia
Defied Workers' Comp,
―Danger his wont―
That's what lifting
those boxes will earn 'ya.
Challenge: Free Get Well Poems
Too Long In the Reading
Room?
Your
subscription to that periodical
Which you read with
devotion methodical
In the bathroom, tabloids
Can cause hemorrhoids
Let us hope that
they’re not episodical.
Challenge: Get Well Soon
Your Boss Does Not
Believe You Are Sick
You're in
bed with a general ague?
With coughing and fever
to plague you?
Should your boss point a
finger
And say you malinger
Sneeze on him(OR her)
for the moxie to peg you.
Variation: Your Spouse
Does Not Believe You Are Sick
You're in
bed with a general ague?
With coughing and fever
to plague you?
Should your wife(OR man)
point a finger
And say you malinger
Sneeze on her(OR him)
for the moxie to peg you.
Variation: Your Coach
Does Not Believe You Are Sick
You're in
bed with a general ague?
With coughing and fever
to plague you?
Should your coach point
a finger
And say you malinger
Sneeze on him(OR her)
for the moxie to peg you.
Oh, the last refuge of the busy mother, the reading room...what else, suitably short, could one read while there?

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