You scream and cry
Dave feels your head
You're much to warm
You sleep in our bed
We try to sleep
With you between
We toss and turn
And still you scream
No sleep for two nights
It isn't right
Finally no fever
You slept through the night
Love ya baby girl. Sorry I brought home that cold.
I don't know why colds seem to inspire me to write doggerel.
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