Another perfect summer day and I caught you again I don't apologize I didn't want you but here we are You trying to keep me down like "The Man" opressing humanity Nose running like an open tap You have on my second box of Kleenex Cool Touch I love that stuff Eyes watering after relentless sneezing to go with the nagging cough I feed you because the old wives tale tells me to You've drained all my energy I'd reference Sampson here but I'm a bald dude and it doesn't seem fitting All-in-all I really dislike you as you attempt to rob me of a few days So I rest and regain my tactical advantage with lots of O.J. and Chicken soup. In the end I will win the war, but you have this battle.
Oh man... I hate colds this time of year, but one always seems to catch up with me.