I to say it, but I'm sick
It's stopped now, what once made me tick
A cough, a sneeze
Medication, please
I'm not lying, this is no trick
I feel absolutely ill and tired
A quick, fast cure is desired
For this horrible cold
That feels tenfold
I feel exhausted where I once was wired
So you see, I despise being ill
Everything sounds vile and shrill
Sights are blurred
Voices are slurred
But for the common cold, there is no cure...STILL
