I feel like I really need to sneeze
The weakness is growing in my knees
Moving upward past my thighs
A tightness is forming in my eyes
My face contorts to a nasty grin
A sign the seeze will soon begin
The last thing i notice is my nose
An itchy twinge before it blows
And then with a roar i loose the sneeze
across the room they feel the breeze
Daniel Clarke
Dedicated, Analytic, Professional
