dastardly allergies refuse to play the game fairly -- always shooting from beyond the foul lines -- get better quickly -- kick the allergies in the shins -- peace to you dear lady -- JMW
... now there's an offer... tucking with with darlin Felix! No hot water bottles needed and a chance to trade germs... Ach well, guess we all get a little fevered when temperatures soar. Sounds like you need a good SlamDunkDaFunk of an oatmeal cookie in a hot chocolate milk, Karla. Keep flushing out the kidneys and upping the vits - you'll be back to Meadowlark in a wee moment.... xx
Comparing a cold to a rock'em, sock'em basketball game is pure genius! I am sorry you have a code in the node, but to write such whimsical lines when you are sick is awesome! Adorable write about a not so fun epxerience; hope you feel better soon so you can leave the poor, abused Kleenex alone! (And you'd BETTER not give your code to me; I doooooooooooooooooooon't want it!) LOL And that poor pitty....AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!! Very well penned, Karla; brava!
(((HUGS))) (long-distance, of course!) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D *purring at the pitty*
I'm glad I discovered the secret to preventing colds and flus. Haven't had one for more than four years. Hope you feel better soon. That's a nice little poem to express your sniffles and sneezes.
Well if misery likes company, welcome aboard Karla, been fighting mine sinse Tuesday and you captured just how I feel, pass the kleenex and share the chicken soup.
hugs
Fee
Reviewed by neerja gandhi (Reader)
Reviewed on October 25, 2008
yea..no sneeeezzzing....just easingggg...our heads off from getting cluttered...great write Karla. Love and Warm Wishes. Neerja
GOD BLESS YOU, KARLA! (Keep that and re-use it for every sneeze)
You are remarkable, taking every opportunity to shine with your great poetry. Get well as soon as you can. Glad you're resting.
Love and prayers, Connie
Karla you are a gem, even a cold
becomes a fine poem in your hands!
Be well soon, I have you in prayer!
(It must be goin round I have it too;-)
Love,
ET
Reviewed by Flying Fox Ted L Glines (Reader)
Reviewed on October 25, 2008
Awww Sweetie, I hope your nose-dribbles will be gone soon.
Please, when you need to sneeze do it due weat, Sweden is due east and I have no desire to have a basketball head! you hear! ! ! ! :)
Around here they say "god bedring!" or get well.
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Hugzzz and get better hon
Love Ch'erie
How cleverly and well this is conceived, constructed and delivered, a tonic and remedy in itself.
John
Great play on words . . . hope you feel better soon!
Hugs,
Lance
Comparing a cold to a rock'em, sock'em basketball game is pure genius! I am sorry you have a code in the node, but to write such whimsical lines when you are sick is awesome! Adorable write about a not so fun epxerience; hope you feel better soon so you can leave the poor, abused Kleenex alone! (And you'd BETTER not give your code to me; I doooooooooooooooooooon't want it!) LOL And that poor pitty....AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!! Very well penned, Karla; brava!
(((HUGS))) (long-distance, of course!) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D *purring at the pitty*
hugs
Fee
You are remarkable, taking every opportunity to shine with your great poetry. Get well as soon as you can. Glad you're resting.
Love and prayers, Connie
becomes a fine poem in your hands!
Be well soon, I have you in prayer!
(It must be goin round I have it too;-)
Love,
ET
Ted
Around here they say "god bedring!" or get well.
Georg
PS My brother Jersey Ed played on the Jersey Nose Trotters when we were kids!