Oopsy-Doopsy

Oopsy-doopsy, got the flu?
Let it go! That’s what to do!

Don’t hold it like you won a prize.
If you see flu’s in love with you
Stare right back into his eyes
And tell him, “Find another flu!”

For, flu’s, like us, should love their own—
Colds and fevers, runny noses,
Darling sicks to love alone
With pale and broken roses.

Oopsy-doopsy, got the flu?
Let it go! That’s what to do!

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