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What is it that makes me just a little bit queasy? There’s a breeze that makes my breathing not so easy. I’ve had my lungs checked out with X-rays. I’ve smelled the hospital hallways. Someday I’ll have a disappearing hairline. Someday I’ll wear pyjamas in the daytime. Times when the day is like a play by Sartre, when it seems a bookburning’s in perfect order. I gave the doctor my description. I’ve tried to stick to my prescriptions. Someday I’ll have a disappearing hairline. Someday I’ll wear pyjamas in the daytime. Woo oo-o hoo ooooooooo, afternoons will be measured out, measured out, measured with coffeespoons and T. S. Elliot. Maybe if I could do a play-by-playback, I could change the test results that I will get back. I’ve watched the summer evenings pass by. I’ve heard the rattle in my bronchi. Someday I'll have a disappearing hairline. Someday I’ll wear pyjamas in the daytime. Woo oo-o hoo oooooooooo, afternoons will be measured out, measured out, measured with coffeespoons and T. S. Elliot. Afternoons will be measured out, measured out, measured with coffeespoons and T. S. Elliot. Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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