December 24, 2011

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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