I’m reaching my
limit, I’m going to go off
If just one more
person sits behind me and coughs
I get on the
train and take up my seat
Coughing and
wheezing, their germs they excrete
Would you please
just stop sniffing, do you not own a tissue
It may not bother
you but I’ll soon make it an issue
And will you
cover your mouth if you really must sneeze
Do you know how
much filth is contained in that breeze
Please go to the
chemist and purchase some drugs
That will give
you a hand to get rid of those bugs
Or you could stay
at home and save us all from your ills
I really don’t
fancy another fortnight on pills
What is it with
people who must get on my train
Do they not see that their germs are causing me pain
I’m sick of their
antics, if you'll forgive my pun
But getting the
flu is not my idea of fun
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