My bones all ache; my head is hot
My mind is in a fog
With snotty nose and poorly throat
But still must walk the dog
For keep on going; will not stop
Relentless some might say
As juggling balls up in the air
Is what we do all day
And bed will just so have to wait
What am I gonna do?
For life don’t cease when I am ill
It’s what they call Mumflu!