5 Minute Poems III: My Bleeding Nose.

(to be sung to the tune of Leona Lewis’s Bleeding Love, preferably)

Clogged up all morn, I didn’t need the pain
One kestine seemed enough, but it was all in vain
Time started to pass,
My snot turned into molten

Oww

Then something happened for the very first time in the loo,
I blew my nose and my face started turning blue
Ali entered my room and thought I was going crazy
(I didn’t have asthma as a baby)

But I don’t care what they say,
I don’t have the flu
It’s a case of allergy
Called hay fever too,
My nose’s crippled by the pollen I keep on breathing
Its chokes me up and I

Keep sneezing and wheezing
With an itchy throat,
Keep sneezing, wheezing
With a bleeding nose
I keep sneezing, sneezing with
A bleeding nose

Oww x2

I try hard not to sneeze
With the elders around
Disgusted eyerolls; they try to dodge my ‘germs’ away
A nosebleed don’t get you no sympathy these days
Yet I know they just wish
That I’d carry a hanky

It’s not contagious but I
Keep getting glares and dirty looks
As if I enjoy the undue attention and
Don’t carry tissues on purpose
If only they knew the pain in repressing ones sneezes

Cos nothing’s greater than an unrestricted sneeze out loud
It might splatter, but I promise there’s no germs involved
If only my nose weren’t this sensitive
I wouldn’t be complaining

Cos no matter what I take
A pill or syrup too
Incidal is a pain
And Panadol won’t do
I’ve tried tissues (rose petal and flying), but they’re equally scratchy
They cut me open and I

Keep sneezing and wheezing
With watery eyes,
Keep sneezing, wheezing
Now its no surprise,
I keep sneezing, sneezing with
A bleeding nose


And its draining all of me
It’s not cool to be the kid with nosebleeds
But I’ll be sneezing no more, once autumn season leaves…