When I get sick I am a bear
For normal things I do not care
I cannot talk because I cough
I barely move and look quite rough
Your throat feels like it's stuck with pins
All you drink is medicine
All you do is blow your nose
Until it bleeds all on your clothes
Everyone around you runs
‘Cause catching colds is never fun
All you do is whine and curse
Which only tends to make things worse
Griping never cured a cold
Trust me all complaints get old
So here’s advice (you can ignore)
For when your throat is raw and sore
Pop a lozenge, drink hot tea
Don’t expect some sympathy
What you need is peace and quiet
Lots of fluids, clear soup diet
Get some rest and soon you’ll find
You’ve left your sick days far behind
Thankful that you lived right through it
Soon think there was nothing to it
Life goes on and that’s because
We fast forget how bad it was
So even if you’re ill and hurtin’
Hunker down, close up the curtain -
You’ll soon get well, of that I’m certain!
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