Go hang yourself, you old MD!
You shall not sneer at me.
Pick up your hat and stethoscope,
Go wash your mouth with laundry soap;
I contemplate a joy exquisite
I'm not paying you for your visit.
I did not call you to be told
My malady is a common cold.
poem name common cold .
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common cold
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is a disease when we didn't wash our hands,when are so many chocolate,and sweets.
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