Poetry for Freaks!

Nothing To Sneeze At (by Diogenes Bob)
	There were many times, I must confess, That I faked a sneeze Just to get blessed. But I didn't fool God With my phony "ah choos;" For god knows when A sneeze is true. And if with intent The air we infest, We are not entitled To be blessed. But when reflexively Germs and mucus we let fly, Then we are entitled to A blessing from on high.

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