When I was a kid and got a cold, my mom kept me ……secure.
She put me to bed, and gave me buttered toast and soup ….to cure.
And ginger ale, Canada Dry I suppose. Only the ‘best' for Bri!
[It didn't suffice when pneumonia I got (twice) : I wonder: ….'Why? ']
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Tomato soup- -awesome! Moms- -even better. No broken bones....to be envied. The pneumonia part just doesn't sound good at all. This is one great canto, Bri (can't say a thing about the echinacea) .