Thursday, June 07, 2007

Sniffle

My nose runs,
Wish it really would.
I am warm all over,
Fighting off a warm sopor.
A Cold is anything but.

My muse, she's a fickle thing,
manifest as a little bug -
Goads me into writing.

5 comments:

  1. you listened :)

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  2. more like the bug did :)

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  3. gosh Jake...lol... give it my thanks.

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  4. A cold IS anything but...pithily said!

    GWWW...Good way with words!

    Nonsense word is ristyth.

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