It was her uvula that bothered me the most. <br />Framed by two ugly ducklings labelled tonsils, <br />and keeping company of adenoidal crap <br />the whole menagerie was covered by a skin <br />a see-through membrane which was yellow <br />and dotted by some specks of vivid green, <br />toward the front an aphthous stomatitis <br />had been residing for some months already <br />a tongue so geographic that a travel agent <br />would dream of distant mountains and of rivers. <br />She was a mess, that girl, though violently attractive <br />and burning up beyond the number forty-five. <br />No more conventional the registrar had said <br />and all were searching for that final, magic bullet, <br />when it was found in thoughts from nineteen-thirty-five <br />it was ascorbic acid, plain and simple, saved the day.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/kernig-s-sign-positive/
