I cower under blankets Just to combat the cold My blazing head protests I'll be dead before I'm old. Another sneeze another blow My head aching from pressure Filled despite the constant flow I'm on my deathbed for sure. Sour flavors are going to assist So that I may live to resist.
Holy cow this one was really bad... I guess I don't write well while literally sneezing on my computer screen... Whatever, I'll post anyway, I may be deleting this before long though.