Ode to a Cold

Cold, cold, go away,

please don’t come back another day!

My nose is red, my throat is sore,

And doing nothing is such a bore.

 

I want to breathe, I want to sing,

Without a migraine charging in.

So cold, cold go away,

and don’t come back another day. 

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