Sniffle dee dee, sniffle dee doo,
I've got a cold and so do you,
we sit and we sniff but to no avail,
relentless waiting for a chance to inhale,
but alas its no use,
we may as well call truce,
to this cold we leave the choice,
will I soon have a voice?
- Dedicated to my dear friends Laura-Michal and Candice who are dealing with a lot of crud in their lives right now. Here's hoping they have a full recovery and that everything blows over soon.
Love,
Hallie
Oh my goodness the bonus puns. You are my hero.
ReplyDeleteI love random bouts of creativity that spawn fun little poems like this-- and I feel the love you have for your friend girls.
ReplyDeletealso, I empathize with them on the cold front.
hope the crud is long gone by now. love all of y'all