Ode to Strep Throat!

Here’s a little poem, about my friend strep throat,
It is a troublesome bacteria, I wish not to promote.

This is the only thing, with which my body gets sick,
it attaches to my body and pulls some dirty trick.

It thinks that we are buddies, like carrots and peas,
it comes around to annoy, just go away PLEASE!!

It tears up my throat, and it gives me a cough,
Something to bug me, why won’t it just back off!

This time is even better, I can feel it hurting my ear,
It is quite the painful feeling, and one I don’t hold dear.

If you have not felt of the joys, that it can possibly bring,
then that makes for two of us, for I feel nothing, but a sting.

I would that it was not, here with me now,
for every time I swallow, my body has a cow.

I guess it’s not that bad, life could certainly be worse,
however, it’s so annoying, it’s a good thing I don’t curse.

I haven’t had it for a while, I guess I should not complain,
6 times one year was all I could take, of this awful bacterial strain.

So I should do my best, and be the best hostess one can find,

it will soon be on its way, once I am driven out of my mind.