Ahana Basu was down with a flu
from where it attacked, no one really knew [1]
All day she spent indoors, weeping and sighing
and thinking up last words, just in case she was dying [2]
She listened to music to get inspired
But all it did was make her more tired. [3]
She tried not to scratch and she tried not to curse [4]
Her brother might overhear - things could get worse.
So, she logged on and browsed, remaining invisible [5]
In hiding, she knew so much more was possible
Sometimes she’d be down and start feeling all alone
Then she’d get up and dab on some eu de cologne[6].
And she'd tell herself, each time she felt like a spotted toad
"Just a few more days and then the chicken will cross the road."
[1] But how I caught it, found it, or came by it,. What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born,. I am to learn. (Antonio, act I, scene I MoV)
[2] I am dying, Egypt, dying; only I here impórtune death a while, until Of many thousand kisses the poor last I lay upon thy lips. (Antony, act IV, scene XV, A&C)
[3] I am never merry when I hear sweet music. (Jessica, act V, scene I)
[4] A pox o' both the houses! (Mercutio, act III, scene I, R&J)
[5] O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil! (Cassio, act II, scene III, Othello)
[6] All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh, oh, oh! (Lady Macbeth, act V, scene I, Macbeth)
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