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Nov. 23rd, 2005 07:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
athersgeoDear Lungs,
Kindly stop trying to escape my chest cavity. That's where you're supposed to be and I'm fairly sure that I won't be improved for your escape.
No love
Me
Dear Back and Head,
The cause of your pain is directly related to what my lungs are up to. If you've got to complain, complain to them. Maybe you can convince them trying escape is a bad idea.
Some sympathy
Me
Dear Stomach,
You and I both know how much I dislike throwing up. Please, PLEASE stop trying to empty each time my lungs make a concerted bid for freedom. It's unpleasant - and it's really not what my spare waste bin's for at work. Also, I think my boss would rather be spared that sight too.
Very little love
Me
Kindly stop trying to escape my chest cavity. That's where you're supposed to be and I'm fairly sure that I won't be improved for your escape.
No love
Me
Dear Back and Head,
The cause of your pain is directly related to what my lungs are up to. If you've got to complain, complain to them. Maybe you can convince them trying escape is a bad idea.
Some sympathy
Me
Dear Stomach,
You and I both know how much I dislike throwing up. Please, PLEASE stop trying to empty each time my lungs make a concerted bid for freedom. It's unpleasant - and it's really not what my spare waste bin's for at work. Also, I think my boss would rather be spared that sight too.
Very little love
Me
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Date: 2005-11-24 08:37 am (UTC)*hugs*
lots of love
Liz