Sick Poem
What to do with your cold...
'Feed a Cold' or 'Starve a Fever'?

Mary had a little cold,
But wouldn’t stay at home,
And everywhere that Mary went,
The cold was sure to roam.

It wandered into Sally’s eyes
And filled them full of tears;
It jumped from there to Henry’s nose,
And thence to Jimmy’s ears;
It painted Anna’s throat bright red,
And swelled poor Jenny’s head;
Dora had a fever,
And a cough put Jack to bed.

The moral of this little tale
Is very quickly said –
Mary could have saved a lot of pain
With just one day in bed!