The Wizard and the Cold

by MagicFireTiger

In which Howl catches a cold and expresses his feelings in a poem. This is based on a scene in the book. That said, if you've only seen the movie and are interested in reading this, just imagine Howl catching a cold and possibly reciting this poem in his head. Reviews/Favs are rewarded with green slime! (Well, maybe quite the opposite...) :) Hope you like it! :D

The Wizard and the Cold

Sneeze! Ugh, I feel so ill!

I look in the mirror and my skin quickly pales,

I've caught a cold, and not by will.

Why does this always happen when I go to Wales?

I'm slowly dying,

Yet no one's crying.

How can they be so remorseless?

I'm more than bored,

Why is having a cold such a chore?

My hands… they look like… horses?

I'm seeing things,

I'm hearing rings.

I see spots crawling before my eyes,

Why does it smell like Mrs. Penstemmon's apple-banana pies?

I see a light,

It looks so bright!

Oh, wait, no,

It's just Mari flying a kite.

I've caught a cold,

I'm really bored,

I'm really sick,

I'm really hungry,

I want a sandwich,

I'm really delirious,

Why do those spiders have tails?

I feel so ill,

I've got a cold,

I'm going to die.

Why does this always happen when I go to Wales?