A: I go through the vault and find a poem to post.
This one's about allergies, which The Wife is currently struggling with. Of course, The Wife has occasionally been accused of being a wuss. (By me.)
AH-CHOO!
The pollen count’s high
That’s what the news said
I’d better just stay in bed.
My eyes will be itchy
I’ll sneeze the whole day
There’ll be a dull ache in my head.
Yep, I better just stay in bed.
'Cause my nose will start running
And then I’ll start coughing
And I’ll use up a tree's worth of tissue.
So I think I'll stay home and not go to school
so my ah-choos will not be an issue.
Ah-choo!
4 comments:
Get your wife a tissue for Pete's sake!
Many of your poems have to do with boogers, snot, or what comes out the other end. I love you.
And BTW... you are the fastest slow reader on the planet. Your reading book cover section is more like a hologram.
I quit a lot of books. Actually, I never started The Brooklyn Nine because I went to the library and picked up three new ones. I'll go back to it later.
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