The common cold is quite a bore, 
It makes you feel like such a chore; 
Your nose is runny, your throat is sore, 
You can’t do anything anymore.

You sneeze and cough and blow your nose, 
And all you want to do is doze; 
You feel like you’ve been hit with blows, 
And you can’t even smell a rose.

But don’t you worry, don’t you fret, 
This cold will soon be gone, I bet; 
Just take some rest and don’t forget, 
To drink some tea and get some sweat.

So let this cold just run its course, 
And don’t let it become a force; 
Just take some time to rest, of course, 
And soon you’ll be back on your horse!

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