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Sonnet 1 Allergies 1

Sonnet 1 Allergies I. (Humorous) But soft, what junky mites and dust filleth my beloved castle's air? Can it be ye olde funky cat hair! Or perchace~ that stench of spinach noodles? Like a gross fat bear, passing air! Ah, leave, begone this poet's castle! My hand stuck to my nose, with kleenex, as if glued there by a destructive muse? My pen, cannot move ~that appendage so poetically blessed. In eternal hell, pulling kleenex, From a rogue holder, on my heaving chest! Panagiota Romios 5/1/2018 9:35 pm

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 5/2/2019 7:00:00 PM

You have described my life in a nutshell the last ten days or so. Virus? Allergies? Cat problem? Not sure, but this poem is like you read my mind.

Panagiota Romios
Date: 5/2/2019 7:30:00 PM

Glad you liked the poem but sorry about how you feel. Have you tried wearing a mask with a moist cloth inside? I did that years ago. Looks crazy but worked. I know what to do...I use all natural cures.RX and I do not mix at all.)) Panagiota

Panagiota Romios

Date: 5/2/2019 1:51:00 PM

W.W.! Glad you enjoyed reading this. Your sense of humor is great! Seems I have body aches also, so 'tis not the vile air. But that some cold bug housed itself within my gorgeous body, most fair)). More important to me was the courage I had to put it in sonnet form, most rarely on these pages seen. Panagiota

Winged Warrior

Date: 5/2/2019 9:45:00 AM

Not easy to dust this one off lol...how dusty of you...maid service, please...enjoyed reading my friend...^WW^...{*J*}

Panagiota Romios
Date: 5/2/2019 2:40:00 PM

WW.,see above box for my reply.,,Sorry Panagiota

Tom Cunningham

Date: 5/2/2019 3:05:00 AM

Sounds like hay fever, or worse lol

Panagiota Romios
Date: 5/2/2019 6:50:00 AM

Well, I think I will live. Really. Panagiota