Friday, April 30, 2010

Ode to the Neti Pot

I'm a little Neti Pot,
Short and stout.
Here is my handle,
Here is my spout.
When you get all stuffed up
Pull me out.
Tip me over,
I'll clean you out!

Big thanks to my friend Sheridan who gave me a {really} early birthday present and brought me a Neti Pot the other day when I was complaining about this nasty cold I've had. Now that's a true friend!

1 comment:

  1. Love your poem, but I love the Neti pot even more! There's nothing attractive about using it, but it sure makes a person feel better!


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