Poemranker [Poem: A Cold] [by Niphredil] Tue Apr 23 00:29:46 PDT 2024

A Cold (Ode) by Niphredil

All hail to my runny nose! Like bubbling brook it sings and flows With gush unchecked by weir or dam, Unhindered by the hand of man. My runny nose! I sing to thee, A waterfall thou'st made of me, But now my joy in thee is quenched; Enough! or else I shall be drenched!

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Posted: May 3, 2005 2:29 PM PDT; Last modified: May 14, 2005 3:36 AM PDT
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[7] deleted user @ 81.69.23.196 | 14-May-05/2:40 PM | Reply

Classy fun. The title is too plain

[n/a] Niphredil @ 132.68.225.2 > deleted user | 16-May-05/6:46 AM | Reply

I think you're right. It was untitled until posting on poemranker, hence the bad title... ideas would be welcomed. :-)

[8] Ranger @ 62.252.32.15 > Niphredil | 18-Mar-06/2:28 PM | Reply

'The Demons of my Agues'?

Great fun, this little ode... 'Enough! or else I shall be drenched!'

Marvellous

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