Monday, 19 October 2015

Cold

Photo Courtesy- Google

Coughing husband

Aching friend

The hottest oven

Rubbed my nose

I pulled my leg

Throat was congested

Stuffed on peg

To throw it out

Nose to squeeze

Watery eyes

Cold to freeze

Spreading germs

Wetted tissues

Pills in bag

Kept me busy

And I didnot miss the gag

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