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The Ballad of Mucus My Friend
You come around every now and again
Leaving me cold, with dirty kleenex galore
What other girls have you seen before me?
Mucus my friend you're all about the latest trends
Being green is your specialty
Being around you, makes it hard to breathe
I wheeze and cough and sputter.
When you're around all I want is chocolate,
Chips, hot liquids and my toasty bed.
But you make my bed cold,
Make the tasty foods make me feel worse,
And the hot liquids cause my nose to run.
Sometimes its water, sometimes not so much,
Sometimes so you run out of my nose.
You aren't my favourite kind of friend.
I get so behind, you distract me from important things,
You are such a parasite,
Please don't come around here no more.
I dedicate that lovely piece to the-rapist. hahaha... I amuse myself to much.
Much to come later.
Maybe.
I might say it.
Might not.
What did I say about healthy living?
What do you do for fun?
Wall sits.
Good Times.
Love,
"You always dress in yellow when you want to dress in gold."
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