When diseased with painful coughs
Or any sort of ailment
I become a small child again
Claiming the world is acting
Yicky
It feels yucky in my throat and I want to cry
The uckiness is too overwhelming
And I think my childish nature
That reappears in the midst of
Germs and ickiness
Is trying to tell me that
Some people are just giant germs
Trying to get me sick