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    The air hangs thick as treacle,
    Yet no scent can I discern.
    My lungs for breath do labor,
    I feel the oxygen burn.

    There is no fire or sulphur,
    No clinging fetid mold.
    I'm merely trying to portray
    For you my lamentable cold!
    • CommentAuthorCrazyThor
    • CommentTimeFeb 15th 2007
    Very Nice Anemone... I'm not very good at poetry but I can see you are
    One thing I've learned at my current abode
    Is that its pointless to get sick
    For if you do with a study load
    Your profs think you're pulling a trick