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 The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2007-03-26 at 04:30

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to be ignored is the greatest curse. we live more by attention.nice