The Doctor is No Help

“The Doctor is No Help”

Sniff, sniff! Cough, cough,
Oh here it comes again.
Drip, drip! Honk, honk,
I feel the change begin.
Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!
Is there any good relief?
Wheeze, wheeze, oh no!
Did I lose my handkerchief?
Rub, rub. Plop, plop,
No eye drops stop the itch.
Groan, groan, this is awful.
As my body starts to twitch.
I look at the calendar.
Is it allergies or flu?
Hello Doctor Goodman,
Can I come today at two?

“I’m sorry he’s not in.”
said his very friendly nurse.
“He’s at home with the flu,
and he feels he has a curse.”
“He sniffs, and coughs.
He wheezes when he breathes.”
“His eyes are all red and
His fever seems to seethe.”
“I talked to him just now
And this is what he said,
No shots or pills will do,
I’ll try to rest in bed.”