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A ticklish situation.

First you feel a little tickle, And your nose begins to prickle. Then your throat begins to twitch, And your tongue begins to itch. In your ears, hear a roar Like the slamming of a door, And your lashes start to flutter Like a boat without a rudder. Then you feel down in your toes That your eyes are going to close And you start to gulp down air, Open-mouthed, just to prepare To release with practiced ease-- A most satisfying sneeze.
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Author:Flynn, Ellen
Publication:Jack & Jill
Article Type:Poem
Date:Jun 1, 1995
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