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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required According to Doctor Google, I am actually dying. With the symptoms I have, surely it can't be lying. I'm living on borrowed time, I really should be dead. My head is so dense, I look like Mr Potato head. Rechecking my symptoms as I stare at the computer screen. A common cold I have, now that's not so mean. I've blown my nose so much, now it's red and raw. My throat feels the same and coughing makes it sore. I want to lie down but my nose is too stuffy. I triple up the pillows but they don't feel soft and fluffy. So much green, slimy mucas dripping down my throat. In a Medieval castle I think I could fill the moat. My face is drawn and haggard with mouth open wide. Such an effort to breathe, this cold I cannot abide. The whole body aches, I sluggishly move about the room. Succombing to the symptoms, resigned to impending doom. It's only a cold I have, It shouldn't be that big a deal. Yes it is! No one on earth could imagine the way I feel. I know you've all had a cold before, but not as bad as mine. Don't anybody tell me that in a couple of days I will be fine. Trying to go to bed. close my eyes and go to sleep. If only I could! without my nose constantly on the leak. Maybe I'll just stay in my chair and write another ditty. But I'd rather think about myself, happily wallow in self pity.
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