I’m not complaining, but…


There’s a jackhammer on autopilot,
Working overtime in my head.
My nose is running like a racehorse at the Grand Prix,
Chafed worse than a baby’s bare bottom.
My body had a head on collision with a semi,
Must be the amnesia mucous buildup, ’cause I can’t remember it,
And the last meal I can recall was a bag of Hall’s cherry cough drops.
Do those have calories?
I just hacked up something resembling an internal body part,
I can’t breathe very well,
So I assume it was one of my lungs.
Oh, and I’m really HOT!


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