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1

Still it drips. Still it is hacked up by an unwilling cough, repressed and withheld, airy then damp . Still it bursts forth with sneeze-force winds. Why?

Be on your way, phlegm. And make haste.

Phlegmatic?

Oh, right. Sorry. Still... get lost. I'm not that into you. But you are so into me. No one likes you. Take your time if it is in your nature, but show me some progress, vacate my premises, or I, I, ahhhh, just go.

2

Tan line. Untan line is more accurate. Right across the top. A gentle v-shape. you showed up late this year, a product of one weekend. No burn, just tan. Tan and untan. Weird in your own way. No sockline in '09. It's a capmaign promise. Mow the lawn in the evening or wear those socks up high in the midday sun. No one can see you long enough to laugh. If they could they would, but they can't, they drive by too fast and our bushes are too big.

3

Pencil can. Holds no pencils. Three straws, two from McDonalds, one from Subway. A pair of scissors, no name... just "China." Three highlighters, one orange, two yellow. Two plastic little rulers that say "You Rule!!" Wait, three! Two were stuck together. One I have cut down to start exactly at the beginning of one inch. Six pens, three retractable and three regular with no caps. Another pen with a built-in magnifier - not easy to hold for writing, never used to magnify. Four permamnent markers, one stubby, one blue, one red, two black. A dry erase pen, thin-point blue. Dental floss. One 1/2"-13 x 3" bolt. Some wadded up foam rubber. Three pen caps. One guitar pick. One medium-sized black spring clip. One fat rubber band. One thinner rubber band. A dirty white paperclip. One small black spring clip. One 1/4"-20 x 3/4" bolt. Something is leaking somewhere, there's some mostly dry black ink on the scissors and the dental floss container. Back in they go, pleased they were featured here today, never to be featured again. Or so you hope.

4

No real progress to report in the phlegm department. Sneeze. sniff. blink. blink.