Cough.

Cough.



My first real false cough,

(I know, a contradiction in terms)  

Was with the army doctor.

National service was a bind.



My second was in a bar

That quickly thinned of people,

While on a date called blind.



The third that I remember

Was back in seventy seven,

Star wars was just out

I thought it seventh heaven.

I was standing in the queue

God was then George Lucas,

But the guy in front he dawdled  

So I coughed, but brought up mucus.

A hanky I had none

So I wiped it on my fingers,

Then dropped it on the floor

I didn"'"t let it linger.



Cough,

But I hate to

Bring that up.

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