I've got a man cold I'm not very well
And when I see others I have to tell
My nose is all runny
It's so sad and not funny
I can't go to work like this to others I tell
I let everyone know I'm in my private hell
When I tell all the ladies they only laugh hard
It seems that they can take it better than the males in their yard
I don't think I'm made for childbirth it would be no fun
When I'm sick I'm told I complain a ton
So think of me as I sit here with hot water bottle under my rug
I think that to make it better I need a hug!
© Paul Warren Poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When I am sick I am told I complain a ton. Nice thing. Enjoyed reading. Thanks for sharing.