Rx

When you feel off
With sneeze or cough,
It’s sometimes hard to think
That come the dawn,
At day’s first yawn,
You’ll be back in the pink.

For only fools,
When illness rules,
Expect to perk up quick;
‘Cause lots of rest
Is what works best –
No less will do the trick.

To rush, perhaps,
You could relapse
And then you’ll pay the price –
In bed once more,
Worse than before
And stuck with ailing twice.