Happy Nurses Day :>)

and could you please move your big head from in front of the monitor screen, Mr. Likes-To-Get-In-My-Way-While-I-Am-Trying-To-Work...??

The Cure

by Ginger Andrews

Lying around all day

with some strange new deep blue

weekend funk, I'm not really asleep

when my sister calls

to say she's just hung up

from talking with Aunt Bertha

who is 89 and ill but managing

to take care of Uncle Frank

who is completely bed ridden.

Aunt Bert says

it's snowing there in Arkansas,

on Catfish Lane, and she hasn't been

able to walk out to their mailbox.

She's been suffering

from a bad case of the mulleygrubs.

The cure for the mulleygrubs,

she tells my sister,

is to get up and bake a cake.

If that doesn't do it, put on a red dress.


  1. Excuse me, Nurse? Nurse!

    Thank you for all that you do.

  2. Happy Nurse's Day, Sister Nurse!

    I had no idea what was bothering me, but now I do... a rather severe case of mulleygrubs! I think I may bake a cake while wearing a red dress today. Thanks for helping me to see the diagnostic criteria.


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