I think I have a cold
My head feels rather hot
Whenever I blow my nose
There is yucky slime green snot.
It isn’t what I’d planned
For my poem and ode today
I guess I’ve made a rhyme
In a rather odious way.
I need to see the doctor
To put my ails on hold
Before this horrid virus
Does firmly take its toll.
My sinus are infected
My ears are hurting too
I think my dratted cold
May actually be the flu.
©Alison Jean Hankinson
All I can muster on Day 18 of Napowrimo….
Pass the tissues please…
Aw! “Dit bedder toon!” You’ll have to translate that. 🙂
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