Come Be Sick With Me


This is a cute, kind of strange little love poem about when you and someone you love both have a cold together – and how being together makes it so much better.

Come Be Sick With Me

come be sick with me
i’ll cook up the chicken soup
served in bowls with spoons
we’ll get the movies
and drink some tea
underneath the blankets
having someone to say bless you
when you sneeze

come be sick with me
be sick with me
we’re both sick anyway
might as well have fun and come be sick with me

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