There once was a girl with no spleen,
and despite being overly-clean,
she puked when she sneezed,
had a terrible wheeze,
yet somehow grew up to be Queen.
I’ve always hated limericks, but for some reason I’m falling for them. Just not funny ones. I’m bad at being funny. Laugh in kind sympathy and move along, my friends. I’m going to go take some cold meds and pass out a bit.