December 2011
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For My Cold, With Love
A symphony of sneezes,
A riot of running noses.
A wonderment of wheezes,
A tumble of toxic tissoeses.
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A bevy of bronchospasms,
A cacophony of coughs.
Colds: everyone has ‘em,
If I spend my entire vacation in bed I’m gonna be really pissed off.
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