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Feb 2016
Can you cure this flu?
I need relief! I'm appealing to you!
It's a nasty bug making its rounds,
There ain't no cure to be found!
I've tried over counter,
And I've tried herbs,
I'm so miserable, there ain't no words!
But you can't help me, cuz I'm in the red,
So I'll take some excedrin and go to bed.
I thought I had beaten this bug! But its come back with a vengeance. I will be off site for as long as it takes to get rid of this thing. I'm sorry folks that I can't read. I still love you all. But I'm feeling lousy. Good news, though, my parents are doing much better! Thanks for all your good wishes and prayers! Love, Catherine
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