Some people have this ability to make you feel,
Shaken, coughing, snotty, and altogether ill.
I’ve met them before, and I know you have as well,
For though I know it’s rude to say, you simply don’t look swell.
These people are an illness, and, darling, here’s the cure,
Don’t let them into house and home, don’t give in to their allure.
Shut the door in their face, don’t bother to be politely vague,
Or this simply cold, you’re struggling with, will turn into the plague.