This just-in-timing, rapping-rhyming, to-the-top climbing poetry jam
was inspired by a miserable winter cold. I’d love to see it go viral:
BOLD HEAD COLD VS. LIQUID GOLD
Temp at freezing
Virus breezing
Tickling, teasing
In my nose
Soon I’m wheezing
Can’t stop sneezing
Muscles seizing
In its throes
Germs surrounding
Defense mounting
Pains abounding
Ears to toes
Sniffles hounding
Voice weird-sounding
Headache pounding
Like bongos
Fevers baking
Chills and shaking
Coughing, waking
Cannot doze
Tired and aching
Day off taking
Chores forsaking
Who’d oppose?
Eyelids drooping
Endless looping
Symptoms duping
My repose
But I’m regrouping
Chicken soup-ing
Triple-scooping
Away my woes
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A good one.
All the fun of a cold.
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Such fun to read your words so accurately describing this condition. Great work!!
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