Songs of innocence and of experience

Warmest wishes to any non-native Americans out there on this Empire Day.

Happy Thanksgiving, everybody.

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I have a nose which manages to be simultaneously runny and blocked.
I have a throat which sandpapers itself as I breathe.
I have eyes which wince at the light.
And I have a cough which, for want of a better word, is lumpy.

Time for bed.