Now when I have a cold,
I am careful with my cold.
I consult my physician,
And I do as I am told.
I wouldn’t dream of osculating
Anybody’s daughter,
For I am pleased with my boredom.
I wouldn’t say howdy,
For I am a sufferer.
I don’t like germs,
But I’ll keep the germs I’ve got.
I sneeze out the window
And i cough out the flu.
And I live like a hermit
Till the germs get through.
I am treated by my friends
Like a typhoid.
Seyievilhou
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