Winter Misery

How much mucus can one head hold!
I hate this stupid winter cold.
Quite a bit, or so it seems,
cause head’s leaking more than dreams.
Every cough just wracks my body,
someone grab me a Nyquil toddy!
Throat is rawer than a country road,
voice is squeaky like smashed toad.
Good thing don’t keep a shotgun round,
cause I’d sure put me in the ground.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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January 30, 2014 at 8:24 PM
this is good..SKAT
Torres Avatar
January 30, 2014 at 7:59 AM
ha ha..this is so funny!!! ...ow...you're sick,honey??>...hope you get well soon :0) ...more Vit.C intake and fluids and rest.. *__*
Tidd Avatar
January 30, 2014 at 8:08 AM
Did you see my emails?
Pettit Avatar
January 29, 2014 at 7:17 PM
A shotgun would be an extreme measure that would do more harm than good. Just rest up and keep warm until your immune system catches up with the rest of you. Enjoyed your writing.
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