Man Flu

I woke up with  a sore throat A thousand hammers beating a retreat In my head I open one eye to see if i could reach The box of tissues by my bed To sneeze or not to sneeze That is the question in line Cos doing so makes me  Cross my legs , hoping, That i make the toilet in time. Why does one bodily function Make another work too Like headache and thirsty Sneezing and the loo.  Its just an ordinary cold Which in 3 days should go But! If I was a male Would definitely be "Man Flu" He would suffer not silently Would  moan all the time Would write his will Saying , "think this is the time Gonna meet my maker Feeling so ill" I quietly pass him water and a pill. The morale i think to this tale of mine Is keep your cold to yourself using a hankie is fine Tissues and beechams powders always await you Cos a simple sneeze can become life threatening "man flu". .