*My Cold is the problem
I do not want.
It maketh me to lie down in many blankets.
It leadeth me beside flushing waters.
I restoreth my lunch.
It leadeth me in paths to the bathroom
for my bladder's sake.
Yea, though I sleep through the twilight
with headaches and fevers,
I will fear no needles,
for my antibiotic is with me.
My pillows and kleenex, they comfort me.
My dinner sits waiting before me,
my appetite squelched by my enemies.
I taketh my temperature often,
my nose runneth over.
Surely coughing and sneezing shall follow me
all the days of my illness,
And I will dwell in my bed at home...
indefinitely!*
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I wrote this at college, while I was sick once. :-D
Written June 6th, 2004
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You are sooooo bad. And I thought you were a god-fearing woman.
Maybe not! But eventually one learns the truth about others, even on the internet.
Really! This is funny! Should I wash my hands after handling the keyboard and commenting on this.
A Christian Weird Al...hmmm...Weird Natalie-LOL!
There may be a market for that; may I be your manager? Pullllleeeeeeze!
I take back everything I said about you...even what you haven't heard. 
LOL! I think I'm inspired by this.
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Oh, darn.. I wish I'd thought of it first.
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NUTCASE
YOu are a trip. I love this one too. Keep writing LOL
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Quite Humerous
Lol!! You make me laugh, you.
Great job on this.
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