Dec 13, 2006 15:07
I am the Mighty Mistress of the Lovely Realm of Phlegm.
Where tissues cluster ewe-like as I use more and more of thegm
Groups of these on blanket-seas fall lightly to the floor
As I cast furtive thoughts of breathing t'ward and ever-distant shore.
Move over, Mr. Keats.
This sucks.