To give this speech, he had prepared for years,
rewriting, editing, blood, sweat, and tears.
On the big day he woke with a pounding head.
"I don't know how I can do this," he said.
But there she stood smiling, holding five little pills.
"Ibuprofen," she said, "It will cure your ills."
He swallowed them down,then prepared his talk.
A few hours later, he could barely walk.
He said "I'm so dizzy, not feeling too well."
He went to sleep it off in the Hilton Hotel.
"Are you sure that was Ibuprofen", said he.
"They were small and brown, the generic," said she.
She checked her pillow box; her countenance fell.
She'd just given her husband her Elavil!
Sitting and thinking and hearing him snore,
She thought, "He won't take me on trips anymore."
Author notes
This actually happened. My husband worked for 4 years to have an article published and was asked to go to New Orleans and speak about it. That's where this happened.
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Thank you for your entry in the contest. An amusing little tale, made even funnier with your author notes.
All the best in the contest.
Sue and Jeff
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