Ode to My Neti Pot
Neti Pot, O Neti Pot,
How I love what you have wrought,
Nose was stuffed up, now it's not!
How I love my Neti Pot!
Sinuses were once a hostel,
To that which flows from my nostril,
Singing praises, Pentecostal,
Neti Pot, divine!
What which once did clog my sinus,
Now is greatly at a minus,
Felt like shit, but now I’m finus.
Neti Pot, you’re mine!
Now I feel I’m breathing free,
Clean air’s all that I can see,
Phlegm is far away from me!
Neti Pot, so fine!
Neti Pot, O Neti Pot,
How I love what you have wrought,
Nose was stuffed up, now it's not!
How I love my Neti Pot!
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Originally Posted by Leffy
