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Created on: January 28, 2009
I don't like this weather and the worst is about to stroll
Can I even breathe with My cough as loud as a howl,
I'm wondering that now as my nose is slowly clogging,
slowly turning red,
could I hypothesize a fever?,
I should have worn that sweater,
like mother said I should,
I know I should but now I didn't
and now my cough hurts,
so I'll go to sleep and pray to God
that the next day, I will feel
Much better
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Poetry: Catching a cold
I feel miserable, I have a fever
I think a cold has been delivered
by a friend I sat next to on the bleecher.
Maybe
Oh my, your head fills up, your chest is full
and in your hanky you cough your drool.
The orbits of your eyes are sore
and
Stuffed Up
My head is heavy.
Cottonballed tidbits
Swirl through my mind
perching only for a moment
before scurrying away
I don't like this weather and the worst is about to stroll
Can I even breathe with My cough as loud as a howl,
I'm wondering
A scratchy throat,
a sniffly nose,
fever and chills
right down to my toes.
A hacking cough,
a foggy brain.
Hey, universe - why
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