The House of the Dripping Phlegm

With most sincere apologies to The Animals

There is a house in New Jersey
They call The Dripping Phlegm
And it’s been the sorrow of many a soul
Now count me one of them

My sinuses once worked quite well
I breathed both in and out
I talked, I laughed, I inhaled smells
I even walked about

Now the only thing a cougher needs
Are drops and pills and sprays
I inhale steam in my hot tub
It’s been this way for days

Oh mother tell your children
not to do what I have done
But stay away from germ-y friends
Go to a beach with sun

Got one foot in the front hall
The other’s out the door
Searching for the miracle cure
They claim it’s at the store

Well there is a house in New Jersey
They call The Dripping Phlegm
It’s been the sorrow of many a poor soul
Now count me one of them

dirty tissues

2 Responses to “The House of the Dripping Phlegm”


  1. 1 Deborah Cohn January 4, 2020 at 2:26 pm

    ROFL!! WELL DONE!

  2. 2 ahuva18 January 4, 2020 at 2:36 pm

    *grin* it came to me as i sat in the hot tub, breathing in steam, blowing my nose, coughing. an inspiration


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