I am full of snot
It really isn't so hot
The snot is in my head
It makes me feel dead
The snot is in my nose
The snot is in my toes
The snot is in my brain
It makes me go insane
I wish the snot would die
Or at least come out when I try
to blow my nose.
It really isn't so hot
The snot is in my head
It makes me feel dead
The snot is in my nose
The snot is in my toes
The snot is in my brain
It makes me go insane
I wish the snot would die
Or at least come out when I try
to blow my nose.
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Date: 2003-12-07 10:35 am (UTC)being sick is so the poo
snot drowns every single breath
it makes you wish for death.
i hope you feel better sooooon
love,
elspazz0!
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Date: 2003-12-07 03:00 pm (UTC)ode to booger-by the photodork
Date: 2003-12-07 12:30 pm (UTC)and that my friends, is lungs of snot!
sticky
runny
oh so gooey..
hard sometimes, its almost chewey.
pull it
pick it
try to blow...
blow so hard, it must go!
gummy worms are close in look
and feel too, friends sometimes want a look.
when you feel your nose is mending,
another poem i will be sending.
one of health, of friends,
and not of snot...
but of the good things that you've got!
the end.
Re: ode to booger-by the photodork
Date: 2003-12-07 03:02 pm (UTC)Re: ode to booger-by the photodork
Date: 2003-12-07 09:31 pm (UTC)hope it made yer day a bit better smurfy dear :)
Re: ode to booger-by the photodork
Date: 2003-12-08 07:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-07 03:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-07 06:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-08 11:24 am (UTC)my head all sore, my eyes all puffy,
the world swims in a sickly haze
and I could blow and blow for days.
What really makes me want to puke is
this never-ending flow of mucous.
I sniffle and snort each dribble and drip
and I can taste it on my lip.
The trash can's filled with my used tissues
I wish my nose didn't have these issues.
It might be a cold, allergies, or the flu,
So I took Sudafed, Benadryl and Claritin, too.
I went to my doctor for his diagnosis,
"Keep taking it all, but increase all the doses,"
That's what he said, and I guess he knows best.
But why'd he insist on a new prostate test?
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You know, there was originally going to be another verse, but I left it out because I couldn't complete it.
There's a river rushing through my poor proboscis.
It's the mighty Snotomac, flowing near Manassas.
It went downhill from there.
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Date: 2003-12-09 06:32 am (UTC)Snotomac? Sheesh!
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Date: 2003-12-08 11:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-08 07:04 pm (UTC)