A Cold Lament
Doesn't anyone care
That I lie here in bed
My bloody nose red
With this cold in my head
Doesn't anyone care?
Doesn't anyone care
My day's spent with sneezes
And with bronchial wheezes
I 'm so ill at ease-ez
Doesn't anyone care?
Doesn't anyone care?
Why don't they confess
That they could care less
About poor Stan's distress
Doesn't anyone care?
Doesn't anyone care
I'm alone with my bed spring
Just doing my sneeze thing
Along with my wheeze thing
It seems no-one cares
by Stan Cooper...12/11/01 graphic by Don Hunt
Poetry by Stan Cooper
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Written on 2007-03-26 at 04:30
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