The Flu

My brother, David, has the flu;

his face is ghastly white.

Apparently, the little guy

threw-up all through the night.

He has the shakes, he has the chills,

pain pounds inside his head,

and when he sleeps, he looks so bad

you’d think that he was dead.

Despite all this, I smile with thoughts

about the little guy.

Because his stomach is so sick,

I get to eat his pie!