Sick of Being Sick

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My nose is runny.

Filled with snot.

My throat is sore

And I cough a lot.


Temperature is up.

And my head hurts bad.

Working nights

So, I'm feeling sad.


Would like to be

In my own soft bed.

But here I sit

Pretty close to dead.


Sudafed, Tylenol and Cough drops

Have got me through.

The sun's coming up

And the day is new.


In an hour or so

I'll have my bed in sight.

Then sleep will come

And I'll be all right.

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