Thursday, February 09, 2006

Ode To A Runny Nose

My nose is stuffed
I cannot breathe
This cold just sucks
And again I sneeze.

Piles of tissues
All around me
It's not what you think
Don't be so dirty.

I feel all soft
In my head
I think I'll lie
In my bed.

Sleep won't come
Still can't rest
I need some drugs
To be at my best.

I have to work
Early to-morrow
I think I'll dog it,
To my co-worker's sorrow.

Just need some time
To feel alright
Listen to me cough
Listen all night.

I'll end this tale
Of woe is me
My poetry bites,
As you can see.


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