Some thoughts (in verse)

The celiac’s lament (a large GI grumble)

Peristalsis and I are no longer friends;
Barely do I swallow the food
before it comes out the end.

———–

Cumilonimbus layered on an overcast sky;
already depressed, likely to thunder & cry.

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