Some recent health-related posts on social media reminded of a poem by Ogden Nash that I heard many years ago.
A mighty creature is the germ,
Though smaller than the pachyderm.
His customary dwelling place
Is deep within the human race.
His childish pride he often pleases
By giving people strange diseases.
Do you, my poppet, feel infirm?
You probably contain a germ.
Though smaller than the pachyderm, these little guys sometimes do “sit on our chests” and make it difficult for us to breathe.
Here’s to hoping a germ doesn’t come to dwell before Thursday.
Clipart from Clker