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April 26, 2013, 23:52
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My mouth is full of blood,
I have burst my gumboil
And I have a migraine.
Somedays  I love my body,
But not today.

A migraine is not good,
And all my plans will foil
With its blinding pain;
I wish it would bloody
Well go away.

By tomorrow it should
Have no power to spoil
The new day again;
I’ll face, no more moody,
A happy day.


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