(not the best poem, but an observation set to a rhythm)

The Flu
Is In Our School

The Emails Are Stacking
They Sure Aren't Slacking

So Many Have Said
"What Work Can We Do While We're Stuck In Bed?"

The Nurse's Office Is Across The Hall
The Kids Are Lined Up On The Wall

Every Hour We Send Home More
It's Like The School Has A Revolving Door

When They're Sick, They Do Not Learn
And Next Week We Have Midterms!

Sub Plans Are Written Just In Case
I Get Sick From This Place

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Healthy wishes to all my Sparkling friends :)