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 The Allergy Trilogy by G.G. Falderal 
 To A Nose (Aug. 2003) The sun may be a shinin' But 'neath my nose it rains And for a drought I'm pinin' Lest I blow away my brains. 
 
 Ode to a 'Node (Sept. 2003) 
 My allergies are in full force And everyone should know it. My nose chimes in on ev'ry hour And whistles when I blow it! 
 
 My Nose: A Running Gag (Oct. 2003) 
 Much news from my nose I extend So some will assume it's pretend My nose, it is known Is so overblown That my tissues won't fit 'round the end! 
 
 Alleluia to Allergies (Dec. 2003) 
 I could cry About how things go-eth; My cup's run dry, And my nose overfloweth. 
 But come the April showers I will spring outta' bed, 'Cause somethin's gotta' flower From my pollinated head! 
 
 
 
 
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