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Seasonal Sneezer

by Milly Hayward

My uncle is a 'Sneezer'
he sneezes all the time
he does it oh so often
it really is a crime

Sometimes in a hankie
sometimes in his hand
sometimes just into the air
where ever he may stand

It seems he's on a mission
to spread his cold around
nasty germs loose in the air
will catch me once I'm found

If only he would stop and think
and stay at home instead
tucked up warm inside his bed
those germs would soon be dead