Little nubs and nudging stubs
Invade my thoughtful clusters
Turn my missions into turmoil
With delaying mocking flusters
Hinting queasy tips, uneasy
Half reminders for supplies
Forgotten things of most essential
I somehow failed to memorise
Why do these teasing feelings
Dampen my tranquilities
To leave me saturated
By the drenching heebie-jeebies
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