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Prompt - Day 26 (Wednesday): You are in hospital. In the next bed is the loudest, never ending snorer. Before you decide on the ultimate way to stop snoring, tell me about the ways you have tried without success. ("The Triad").
The raging, roaring rhythm of her snore, (Impressive both in volume and in tone) Is more than I can sleep through or ignore. I’m in for liposuction on my *bleep*; I rang the nurse for help, but no one came. I need, I want, I must have beauty sleep! I shout “shut up!” I rock my bed. I pout. I throw a cup of water at the wall; And last, in desperation, knock her out!
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