I’m feeling all grizzly,
And my eyes are mizzly,
‘Cause I’m really not too well.
I’m in a grump,
‘Cause my head’s going “thump”,
And all my limbs hurt like hell.
“No, I don’t want tea,
Just my misery,
To keep me in high dudgeon,
Just leave me in bed,
With this cold-filled head,
If not, somebody’s in for a bludgeon.
My mood will improve,
Once I get in the groove,
With a long and peaceful sleep,
So clear the room,
Keep it quiet as the tomb,
It’s the best remedy and it’s cheap!