A poem by Author Kurt Cyrus
My temperature is rising.
My nose is getting hot.
Attention, please! I'm going to sneeze
a burst of flaming snot.

I'm not a naughty dragon.
That's why it's such a shame
when every little speck of spittle
sparks a raging flame.

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On Mondays, I break my bro's spoon + spittle on the cake to make it all mine

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sheldon is on the bang theory. as a geek nerd, he makes me laugh until i'm encased in my own laugh spittle shellac

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