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Sunday, 22 June 2014
ON A COMMON COLD
Here comes the common cold….
More medicines to be sold,
It’s going to take its tolls,
Let me truth be told.
Sneezing, coughing and red noses,
Pain in teeth, and roots of hair,
Difficult breathing,
Speaking out of hearing.
Here comes the common cold…
Afflicted with the desire to visit theaters,
Lonely people become gregarious,
We all behave foolishly,
We all live selfishly,
Friends are then no longer,
Friendless become social,
Bacteria as large as mice,
With feet of fire and heads of ice.
Here comes the common cold…
Pick up your hat and stethoscope
Go wash your face with the laundry soap
I did not call you to be told
My malady is a common cold.
Pleasure of life is much less
Everything becomes tasteless
This cold you wave away as naught
Is the damnedest cold man ever caught!
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