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A Mongoose Lives In My Upper Nostril
A mongoose lives in my upper nostril, with her man. They make as much noise up there as they possibly can. Honking and laughing themselves into a frenzy daily. Making so much noise, Linda Sue and her man named Bailey. They would be my most annoying parasites except, There is a mini-kangaroo hopping around in my bicep. She is always jumping and thumping, keeping me off key. Making me irritated, and a tiny bit angry. Then there are the baboons in my stomach, Mack, Moe and Mim. They are non-stop wrestlers, so here I am wide awake at three a.m. Typing a poem when I would much rather be sleeping. Oh, good grief! Now the pig in my retina is doing some leaping. It must be nice to be normal and not be aware of these parasites. I will bet you just go to bed soundly after you turn out the light. Not me, no way, not at all. I am sorry, but for me there is a little uh-oh. To me, I can barely go to sleep, for there is always a show.
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