Dear Cold

I feel miserable, I definitely have a fever,                   

I think my cold has been delivered.

shivers and shakes right through to my bones,                

the pain in my head makes me moan.

A scratchy throat, and a tickly cough,
dear cold I wish you would just die off.

Winter is coming I need to turn up the heat,

and dig out my socks and blankets for snugly feet.

lemsips and tissues at the ready,

I know im going to have to take it steady,

Its my birthday on saturday I hope im well,

please take me out of this dear cold hell.

I know in the morning when I awake,

my bed will look like a tissue, snow lake.

For now I have no energy I can not write,

so tonight everyone im going to wish you good night.