The Sneezies (A Poem)

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The Sneezies are after me. Go away! Please don't stay! They are nasty little things. Tiny but oh so bad. They make me want to sneeze. They're making me very mad. The Sneezies are blue and gray. They wear hats of olive green. You can see them in the mirror. They look so diabolically mean. They are about an inch tall. Watch as they blow dust into the air. They jump upon my shoulders. They mess my wavy hair. Oh how I hate the Sneezies. I told them to leave me at once, But they've decided to stick around To torment me at lunch.