In the realm of sneeze and wheeze, Where ailments dance with glee, A dash of humor, like a breeze, Can set your spirits free. "Get well soon," the muffins cheer, From ovens warm and bright, Their laughter bubbles through the air— A sweet and doughy sight. Beside your cozy baking nook, A wagging tail awaits, A furry friend with patient look, The remedy that compensates. So bake your bread, and mend your soul, With laughter, love, and play, For soon you'll find you're wholly whole— Healed by dogs and dough each day.