Ode to: Mein Lieber Braune Heliumballon
I saved my new found friend from mass extermination. The celebration was over and the decorations had to come down. There was only one like it throughout the entire room, one brown balloon in a sea of yellows, reds, blues and greens.
I took my special friend to my cubicle and placed it next to me. As I admired it, my heart started palpitating; my throat tightened; my body became warm and itchy. Could this be true love? Alas, no, tis not. Tis an anaphylactic reaction to its latex rich body.
Fare thee well mein lieber braune heliumballon, fare thee well.
I saved my new found friend from mass extermination. The celebration was over and the decorations had to come down. There was only one like it throughout the entire room, one brown balloon in a sea of yellows, reds, blues and greens.
I took my special friend to my cubicle and placed it next to me. As I admired it, my heart started palpitating; my throat tightened; my body became warm and itchy. Could this be true love? Alas, no, tis not. Tis an anaphylactic reaction to its latex rich body.
Fare thee well mein lieber braune heliumballon, fare thee well.
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