Face Ache (poem)

Face Ache

My sinuses are such a bore

They block my nose and make me snore

I cannot sleep nor even doze

They stop me breathing through my nose

And should I even try to sing

The horrid twangy nasal ring

Which permutates notes high and deep

It makes my stratocaster weep.





About Marie

An eccentric & quirky artist and writer who fills her time between fantasy roleplaying sessions with painting, writing and playing her guitar (rather badly). Usually to be found with paint-stained fingers surrounded by books and tubes of acrylic paint.
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One Response to Face Ache (poem)

  1. Nat says:

    I’m going to have to bookmark this, it’s cracking me up!

    Liked by 1 person

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