Blame It On The Guaraná Poem by Kim Barney
Blame It On The Guaraná
Another of my many ailments
Coughing in the mornings
Indigestion in the evenings
Disruption of sleep at night
Rampant rumblings in the tummy
Everlasting commotion
Feels like an ocean in there
Lots of liquid, I swear
Uncontrollable burping, not in rhyme
eXcuse me, please, one more time!
Recife, Pernambuco, Brasil
I can't blame that Kim, but if I only get 3 hours, I take a pill to top it up. Like this morning when I then didn't wake up till after the early sport report at 6.30.
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4/19/2024 11:25:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Try to sleep with your head and upper body elevated. And you are excused.: -)