"Snow Is Snowy When It's Snowing ....

.... I'm sorry it's slushy when it's going." (Should have put the S to bed last night.)

We had snow early this morning but it didn't settle and soon turned to slush. I had a message from my daughter telling me she had recited Ogden Nash's Winter Morning, learnt when she was little, to her husband. I knew she would, I recited it to myself. She told me that she had discovered another of ON's poems that is very appropriate for now. Winter Complaint is about the common cold but with a bit of tweaking it fits Covid.

Coronavirus Complaint

Now when I have Covid
I am careful with my Covid, 
I consult a physician 
And I do as I am told. 
I muffle up my torso 
In woolly woolly garb, 
And I quaff great flagons 
Of sodium bicarb. 
I munch on aspirin, 
I lunch on water, 
And I wouldn’t dream of osculating
Anybody’s daughter, 
And to anybody’s son 
I wouldn’t say howdy, 
For I am a sufferer 
Magna cum laude. 
I don’t like viruses, 
But I’ll keep the virus I’ve got. 
Will I take a chance of spreading it?
Definitely not. 
I sneeze out the window 
And I cough up the flue,
And I live like a hermit 
Till the virus gets through. 
And because I’m considerate, 
Because I’m wary, 
I am treated by my friends 
Like Typhoid Mary.



Now when you have Covid
You are careless with your Covid, 
You are cocky as a gangster 
Who has just been paroled. 
You ignore your physician, 
You eat steaks and oxtails, 
You stuff yourself with starches, 
You drink lots of cocktails, 
And you claim that gargling 
Is a time of waste, 
And you won’t take soda 
For you don’t like the taste, 
And you prowl around parties 
Full of selfish bliss, 
And greet your hostess
With a genial kiss. 
You convert yourself 
Into a deadly missle, 
You exhale Hello’s 
Like a steamboat wistle. 
You sneeze in the subway 
And you cough at dances, 
And let everybody else 
Take their own good chances.
You’re a viral load vulgarian, 
A blundering blighter, 
And you get more invitations
Than a gossip writer.
Yes, your throat is froggy, 
And your eyes are swimmy, 
And you hand is clammy, 
And you nose is brimmy, 
But you woo my girls 
And their hearts you jimmy 
While I sit here
With the Covid you gimmy.