Her finger points upward
The sky balances
on a fingernail
She points her nose at me
And I sneeze
She says
God Bless You
I say
Doesn't He have more important things to do?
She says
Only when someone else sneezes.
I say
What about when you do it?
She says
I never sneeze.
She winks her eye
And I cry
Bless us, Oh Lord
For She is the Gift
I am about to Receive
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