The moon achoo rises silent and sniffle sneeze full.
Clouds ah ah ah drape her like thbluuee silk.
Sniff snuffle She teases us with ah ah ah her soft light.
Through the window achoo achoo she washes me pale.
Drip drip sniffle I wish I was dreaming achooo but instead
BLACHOWWWEEE I'm awake and can't even think ah ah ah.
Copyright 2011 Shanyn Silinski
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3 comments:
Attack that cold with words. The ultimate optimist!
Raining - I suppose I am! :-) Thanks for coming by.
Ha! I had the same problems with a drippy nose last week! Hope yours is better now...♥
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