I can't stop sneezing,
My nose drips like a tap,
My head is aching,
I'm feeling pretty crap.
My body is tired,
Eyes stinging in my head,
It's only a cold but
I'm wishing I were dead.
So bring out the duvet,
The pills, the lemsip too,
Copious amounts of tissues,
As here I go....achoo!
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