Life, Odysseus, PoetryHypochondriac Sore throat Pale face Red-rimmed eyes Barking cough Hot and cold shivers Downcast Everyone else that is Sympathy for the afflicted A bit But I’m the hypochondriac round here What have I done not to deserve it? Share this:EmailTwitterFacebookRedditPrintLike this:Like Loading... Published by John Worne View all posts by John Worne