Ok, I'm Grateful. Now Please Stop it with the Cheese Grater.

As I was sleeping and the hour crept later
someone attacked me with a big cheese grater.
They filed my throat with its vicous rasp.
Now each drawn breath is a pain filled gasp.
My skin's been heated like the desert sky.
They've started hammering behind each eye
and now they're whispering that I've got to
be grateful that they haven't given me Man Flu.

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Susan Jarvis
Oh, Kath, thank goodness you've escaped Man Flu...I have nursed many a casualty and it's horrendous, all that finger snapping for attention and simultaneously groaning in agony...though, seriously, I love the innovative humour of this piece, and the rhyming couplets are spot on!! :)
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robyn selters
lol! You have painted this picture with amazing skill, rich with pathos and humour... Hope it eases for you soon though..
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Fay Slimm
Ignore that last comment Kath - -he is just being naughty - - - this Man-Flu is the most over-rated health hazard in the history of ill-health. Oh yes be very gratelful Kath that you have not caught the most dreaded lurgy in the world - - Man-Flu -- Hugh ! ! I will rest my case. Love the title . Sympathies for the rest of the symptoms.
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erik99
I was drawn to this one by the title, and by the first 2 lines (cheeky, but fun). But of course men do feel the effects so much more than women, so perhaps you were lucky after all.
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ju
ha! yeah- 'cause that'd be REALLY bad x
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A Thomas Hawkins
There's a reason women don't get man-flu ;-)
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Sandra Martyres
You manage to make light of a sore throat and fever....I hope it is not the Avian one since you say it is not Man Flu...nice piece
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