Another bug's been going round
In me a home I think it's found
Head is aching, feeling sick
Throat feels like there's pins in it
Coughing, sneezing, feel so ill
Got to take another pill
Eyes and nose they are bright red
Constantly a drip they have
Lemon juice I will partake Laced with whisky to make it taste
Had so much, I feel quite drunk
A ship I think I could have sunk
Feel so hot then freezing cold
Up then down, I pull the clothes
Looking in a sorry state
Every part of me still aches
After one big sneeze from me
Wishing this but I could see
I'd look upon it with such glee
Then wring it's bloody neck He! He!
L Forshaw
Hawkshead Drive
Sutton Estate
Deane
Bolton
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