Sunday is sneezy, my hours are slumberless. Dearest, the tissues I live with are numberless. Little white pills will not ever awaken you, Not where the black coach of Claritin has taken you. Sneezy Sunday. Pollen has no thought of ever avoiding you. Would you be angry if I thought of seppuku? Sneezy Sunday.
Sneezy is Sunday; with mucous I spend it all. My nose and I have decided to end it all. Soon there'll be candles and prayers that are sad, I know. Death is no dream, for in death I'm kablecching you. With the last breath of my soul I'll be messing you. Sneezy Sunday.
I can't believe my nose today I can't cough real hard and make it go away How long, how long must my nose run on? How long? How long?
Tonight won't be very fun Tonight...
NyQuil bottles under slippered feet Stomach's rumbling but I dare not eat Sniffly stumbling down the hall I have to sleep up With my back up against the wall
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Only the tiniest bit entertaining if you're familiar with the lovely old song "Gloomy Sunday."
Date: 2006-10-15 06:20 pm (UTC)Sunday is sneezy, my hours are slumberless.
Dearest, the tissues I live with are numberless.
Little white pills will not ever awaken you,
Not where the black coach of Claritin has taken you.
Sneezy Sunday.
Pollen has no thought of ever avoiding you.
Would you be angry if I thought of seppuku?
Sneezy Sunday.
Sneezy is Sunday; with mucous I spend it all.
My nose and I have decided to end it all.
Soon there'll be candles and prayers that are sad, I know.
Death is no dream, for in death I'm kablecching you.
With the last breath of my soul I'll be messing you.
Sneezy Sunday.
apologies to mr bono and mr teh edge
Date: 2006-10-15 06:51 pm (UTC)I can't believe my nose today
I can't cough real hard and make it go away
How long, how long must my nose run on?
How long? How long?
Tonight won't be very fun
Tonight...
NyQuil bottles under slippered feet
Stomach's rumbling but I dare not eat
Sniffly stumbling down the hall
I have to sleep up
With my back up against the wall
Sunday, sneezy Sunday
Sunday, sneezy Sunday
(etc.)
I love it.
Date: 2006-10-15 07:11 pm (UTC)