i beg of you - Lemons, Pelargonium, Turmeric, Cinnamon, Iron, Zinc, Propolis and Vita C
who i downed this morning in my
throat, please do not disappoint me
it is perhaps overkill, yet i need
overkill this morning,
my lungs and rib cage do not like this feeling
i scream at the top of my voice:
i need overdose, overdo,
over-the-top - i have no choice -
my chest is a battlefield on which a
thousand and more trooping coughs
are bombing my breathing department
and turning my energy into a thousand sloths
what if mister Cough never lets me
win?
argh, i absolutely refuse to be
bogged down and phlegmed in!
four years of coughing is four years
too long!
Cough, i have changed my diet for
you, even singing you a song
my sleep pattern runs according to
your whip
what more can i do for you, strip?
you sneak in anywhere you like
would it please you if i pass you
the mic?
you who so like to interrupt my
every second sentence
you are really starting to annoy me
with you raucous presence
you frazzle my chest, dizzy my brain
o you are such a freakin' pain
you have simply overstayed your
welcome
it is time to get going now, you
cumbersome scum
yes! Cough, get thee gone
before i wring your neck with this
song
come on, go now, before my insides burn
why don't you take a holiday, and
never return?
do not hesitate or procrastinate
for if you'll wait, i will turn into a more unstable state
do not ask me why or how
the time has come for your
occupation of my lungs to end NOW!
