A Bad Illness

My teeth are yellow
My feet are green
What an interesting sight to be seen
 
My toes are black
My hands are white
I hope I can still fly a kite
 
I have a bad illness
Where I turn odd colors
I hope it's not contagious
Oh no! You're purple!
 
Your teeth are pink
Your feet are gray
I hope this disease only lasts one day
 
Your toes are red
Your hands are maroon
Your face is blue
Or is that just you?
 
I don't know what it is
But, I have a bad illness
And by your looks,
You do too!
 

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