In Portnoy's Complaint, Sophie was a hypochondriac-by-proxy for poor Alex. Polio!! Diarrhea from eating trafe!! A cholerya!! My mother wasn’t THAT bad, but she was a little paranoid about my health, and I caught it by osmosis. You think you’d WANT to be my doctor for the steady income, but now I’m on Medicare and I feel guilty for taking a doctor’s time. And hmmm, now that I think about it, my throat is a little scratchy. Will it turn into pneumonia or just bronchitis? Swine flu? Even kosher flu? Oh, consider the possibilities!
Because I have a little cold
I'll follow Linus P.;
I'll take his famous vitamin
And then just wait and C.
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