Friday, April 24, 2009

Ode to Fiona's Cold

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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