I got the Covid Booster Blues. Feetup, soxoff, no shoes. Left arm sports a throbbing bruise. Head filled with taps and avoiding the news.

I got the Covid Booster Blues. Laiddown, stretchedout, looking for my muse. A hard day’s night yet not reaching for booze. Nausea and gut pains ooze.

I got the Covid Booster Blues. Yet what else would I choose?