The Flu
Does your liver ever quiver?
Does your body shake and shiver?
Does your nose run like a river?
Well, then, you’ve got the flu.
Do your lungs inside you rattle?
Does your fever make you prattle?
Do you feel you’re in a battle?
Well, then, you’ve got the flu.
Since you’re under the weather
and lightheaded as a feather,
you must not be a spreader—
you must go to bed now!
Does your body shake and shiver?
Does your nose run like a river?
Well, then, you’ve got the flu.
Do your lungs inside you rattle?
Does your fever make you prattle?
Do you feel you’re in a battle?
Well, then, you’ve got the flu.
Since you’re under the weather
and lightheaded as a feather,
you must not be a spreader—
you must go to bed now!
This poem is copyright (©) Judy Lorenzen 2026
About the Writer
Judy Lorenzen
Judy is a poet, writer and former English teacher and children’s librarian. Her works are published in The Untidy Season: An Anthology of Nebraska Women Poets, The Grand Island Independent, Misbehavin’ Nebraskans, Voices from the Plains, vol. 2, and on Front Porch Review, Verse-Virtual, Your Daily Poem, and Autumn Sky among other publications.
