Snot SonnetYour patience pray, my suffering friend,Snot Sonnet by `Memnalar
I hope you will indulge me if you please.
I say there is no finer pleasure than
The orgasmic rapture of a sneeze.
What other nasal expatriation
Evacuates our swollen passages
Of the itchy, slimy inhalations
Gath'ring windblown pollen's ravages?
Of course, it is for education
That I diagnostically besmear
A perfectly tunèd emanation,
Eau de parfum, "Garbage Barge at Pier."
How else would I invoke those permutations
Of such liberating sternutations?
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What Blood Is WorthI enter the city wearing another man's face and surrounded by another nation's soldiers. The sun is high, like our spirits, and the limestone walls shine bright and immovable as a god. As I march through the gate with the rest of my 'comrades', my dark eyes are already picking out the mechanism that works it.
Just A TiffanyI was once a very happy child
Snot SonnetYour patience pray, my suffering friend,
Mother's MilkYou push through my veins