*My poor baby is sick… this is for him

Oh nasal aspirator

you turn heroes to villains

diamonds to daggers

You are pretty in blue

drawing my attention by your peculiar look

what do you do?

You claim to help

instead I cry for “HELP!”

oh, nasal aspirator, why do you tease me so?

My passages are clogged

my tongue is dry, lips are cracked

and yet, the moment I see you, I cringe

Why oh why do you have that effect?

you mean to aid

but you only cause distress

Dear nasal aspirator

or may I call you ‘Bulb’?

I wish we got along better.

photo from here

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