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I loathe feeling under the weather...,

I loathe feeling under the weather...,

especially when nasty elephant
(named Thomas the pachyderm)
stomping to break loose courtesy tether,
where antibodies of mine
struggle to band together
loosely analogous to voters
standing in a queue
waiting to cast their vote
(while Georgia on my mind
wafts thru wireless earbuds)
tickling the fanciful notion
Raphael Warnock
leads runoff by barb of a feather.

Unseen discombobulated
enemy Republican forces
invades my body, I feel aware
when a platoon of green berets
airborne, and enfilading
immune system viz
knock and sock kin me
with seer sucker punches
mightier than a wallop
from an indomitable
haversack carrying giant bully bear,
whereby ogre freighted
hallucinatory fiendish dreams
pop up dunk kin;

the ordinarily outlook clear
via this earthlinked,
googly eyed live prodigy
also smart ass derriere
(ha – at least sense of humor still intact),
when rest tis only respite against e’er
gang num of good n plenti
supreme warriors decimating
ordinary robust healthy dreams
with Machiavellian bravado –
commando egg flu Jung
(challenges fear of flying)
smacking gluteus maximus

with dagnabbit hemorrhoid flare,
which intrepid invisible
microscopic, opportunistic, parasitic,
and sadistic organisms,
either attack as one
cingular rich hardened gear
entity or congregate
as best buy capital one
egghead aggregate groupon heir
worsening sync king prayer
feigning, manipulating and scheming
to be the magnificent seven donning
follicles slicked back

in imitation of a greaser
coiffed swept back blond hair, where
if one could zoom in
and magnify manifold
melee evincing hammered
sterling rods bamboozling
schlepping schlemiel scalp
with molecular size trumpeting
atomic bombs leveling
thee MineCraft concentration
with piercing arrow marks
to the don then Ask Jeeves
enthroned as one linkedin

BuzzFeed ding human Bing
as if this hotmail happened
tubby some fancy feast,
where gimlet eyed did cling
asper with super acting non-glue tin,
NOR NON GMO
guaranteeing LifeLock
on par with Pinterest ting
hand crafted golden earring,
these invaders re: Avast
itsy bitsy potpourri foreigners
without any remorse to fling
helter skelter their infectious

uber twittering, snapchatting,
and Ringling Brother
Barnum, Banks, Bailey
and Bittle inherited
deadly killjoy Bluetooth to quell
as defensive IdentityGuard
from their mothers
excellent skill casting a spell
binding gilt free
progressively deteriorating conditions
where the William Tell
Overture played doh ver,
and over incessantly within –

any let up waking up in cold sweat
per unwelcome viz zit
by archers in dark hoodies
wielding crossbow whereat
slings and arrows well
aimed at the apple of me heart,
thus ratcheting up a notch
this feeling feathery tarred,
and essentially un well,
where microbial infrastructure
bound me with fluted strep throat,
thus disallowing me to issue rebel yell.

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