RhinovirusA Poem by Jay SteitlerA poem about a terrible night with a cold(er, I mean MAN FLU)Rhinovirus, you're such a pain in the a$$! You come, and start your brillowpad throat scratch. Once I feel like I've eaten a woolen sweater, You present me with passages, stuffy & swollen! At night I stay alone, all suffocated and prone. With sweat my sheets you doth saturate, so that dawns early light I pray for and can't wait! Yes, Rhinovirus you certainly are a pain in the a$$! But if history's right, this soon too shall pass.
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StatsAuthorJay SteitlerPenfield, NYAboutA bit of a renaissance man, frequent white-lighter, and poet-scholar of life. Love art and photo. Play a little mandolin, and sing. I study karate, and play wheelchair rugby(Murderball). I've read Haw.. more..Writing
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