Headcold

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I caught a cold while I was in Ireland--maybe I carried it with me from Japan, I don't know. I wrote it a poem to appease it, which didn't work very well and since it's still raging on, I thought I'd share the poem with you all.

Headcold

Crunchy lichen rimmed caves
Conceal a monster or machine
Blasting butter jonquils.
A trumpet in the distance--
Elephants? A flute's whine?
Dogs bark to be released
Into the wooly grey atmosphere
Of the rosy windowed world.

--KMcQ

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I like the first line - it definately conjured up the image of a snotty nose for me!

Lost me at the jonquills though hon.

take a peek into your tissue to find the butter jonquils. eeeeuw.

*vivid image pops into head*

Oh...yuck!

Snot so good LOL ?

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