Man Flu Poem by alan brown

The man flue took its toll this week
It sapped my strength and made me weak
My eyes felt like they were popping out
And my high temperature sometimes made me shout

The aches and pains drove me up the wall
I don't think I got any sleep at all
I tossed and turned throughout the night
And by the next morning
I felt like Id been in a fight

I sweated like a fireman's hose
With water running from my nose
The handkerchiefs were piled up high
As I failed to reach the ones nearby

I couldn't eat I couldn't drink
As I left my mark in the kitchen sink.
My feet were cold my head was saw
I felt like id been sleeping on the bedroom floor

Now this mans flues a thing of the past.
And I can get on with my life at last
So if you think you've got man flue
Don't tell the wife or she might get it as bad as you

Iam very happy to be getting over the man flu
I only wish you woman knew
How much more we men suffer than you