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What is it?
Oh it fills my head
what a sense of dread
Makes you feel like
your head's gonna explode
It's just not fair
no time to go there...
Doesn't ever end
it's a continual flow
There is nowhere to go
Running down your face
no matter how hard you snif...
Oh how I wish it would
just quit...
no amount of drugs makes
it go away...
Stops you from breathing...
makes the most disgusting of noises
little kids don't even
notice it there
all in their hair...
how can you not feel it
hanging down your face
Collecting all sorts of treasure
somehow it gives an odd sense of pleasure
When that first deep breath comes
Oh the feeling of joy
but damn kleenex makes
your nose hurt for days more
Oh how unjust.....
SNOT!!!!
