Odes to Colds

Yeah, I'm still plagued by this goddamned cold. Dammit. (whine, snivel, kvetch) OK, I've rounded the corner BUT I'm not all better and out riding my trike... yet.

Dammit.

Here are some poems, pics, quotes and tunes that I'm administering to my soul like so much Amoxicillin.

Common Cold 

  Ogden Nash -- full poem here 

Give ear, you scientific fossil!
Here is the genuine Cold Colossal;
The Cold of which researchers dream,
The Perfect Cold, the Cold Supreme.
This honored system humbly holds
The Super-cold to end all colds;
The Cold Crusading for Democracy;
The Führer of the Streptococcracy.

Bacilli swarm within my portals
Such as were ne'er conceived by mortals,
But bred by scientists wise and hoary
In some Olympic laboratory;
Bacteria as large as mice,
With feet of fire and heads of ice
Who never interrupt for slumber
Their stamping elephantine rumba.

Sneezles 

  A.A Milne -- full poem here

Christopher Robin
Had wheezles
And sneezles,
They bundled him
Into
His bed.
They gave him what goes
With a cold in the nose,
And some more for a cold
In the head.

I’m Only Sleeping 
  John Lennon -- full lyrics here

When I wake up early in the morning
Lift my head, I'm still yawning
When I'm in the middle of a dream
Stay in bed, float up stream (Float up stream)

Please, don't wake me, no, don't shake me
Leave me where I am, I'm only sleeping
Please, don't spoil my day, I'm miles away
And after all I'm only sleeping

When I was a boy the Dead Sea was only sick.
George Burns

The most important thing when ill, is to never lose heart.
Lenin

Be careful about reading health books.  You may die of a misprint.
Mark Twain

Sickness comes on horseback but departs on foot.
Dutch Proverb