Friday, April 30, 2010

There once was a young ABD
Who valued her respiratory.
But one sad spring day
It went quite away
But for lozenges, honey, and tea.

There was a near-done dissertation
About to pull into the station.
But ere it was writed
The writer was blighted
With a nose-and-throat complication.


natalie said...

Hope you feel better.

Natalia said...

Thanks, Natalie! I'm getting there.