Lyric Poem · Funny
Get Well Soon (Selfish Reasons)
Get better soon — for your sake, yes,
but mainly, friend, for mine:
the group chat has gone quiet
and lunch is a flat line.
So rest up, sip your fluids,
binge shows, and heal real fast —
the role of "my best audience"
is one I can't recast.
Original poem © QuillOak — free for personal use.
“Get Well Soon (Selfish Reasons)” by The QuillOak Editors — quilloak.com/poems/heal-real-fast
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