Pass the Tissues, Please

Starve a fever, feed a cold Oh what's the use! Achoo! All the Kleenex in the world Will not undo this flu Chicken soup, Vick's Vapor Rub Capsules, gels and cream All of Grandma's herbs and spice With tons and tons of steam I can't recline, I can't lie down My septum's full again My ears are clogged my throat is raw I just don't know till when! I guess I'll shiver till I sweat Or sweat until I'm cold Or call a friend or eat some toast Or something much more bold! I'll stop the moaning stop the pity Complaining's oh so cheap When I stop to think of it........ It just makes sense... to sleep!