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Nothing To Sneeze At
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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.



