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Asthma 2

It hits targets like A Blizzard, Victim, breathing-wise A Lizard; Amynophilline in one’s vein Expected Rescue sometimes vain… For widening The Air Chambers And dousing of The Red Embers Marax Tabs that quicken The Heart Beat But effects not often The Sweet… Helped by Cough you are just finished! You hang on to life, The Punished! Heaven or Hell you just wait for me: Have I not tasted as Hot Tea? One’s love-making strength quite dubious, No woman gives one looks serious: Then judge its Atrocious Mischief That leaves The Hurt in Numbing Grief… Then who ranks it below Cancer Might not win uniform answer

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