Have you named your mini-clot before it gets drugged into oblivion?
Perhaps Lumpy the spunky clot? Or would you rather call it Voldeclot: the clot that must not be named?
It's like the little chicken hawk of blood maladies. One tiny little clot is causing you a hill of problems and pain.
This all lends credence to the song "Little People" from Les Miserables. A worm can roll a stone, a bee can sting a bear. A fly can fly around Versailles 'cause flies don't care! A sparrow in a hat can make a happy home! A flea can bite the bottom of the Pope in Rome.
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Have you named your mini-clot before it gets drugged into oblivion?
Perhaps Lumpy the spunky clot? Or would you rather call it Voldeclot: the clot that must not be named?
It's like the little chicken hawk of blood maladies. One tiny little clot is causing you a hill of problems and pain.
This all lends credence to the song "Little People" from Les Miserables. A worm can roll a stone, a bee can sting a bear. A fly can fly around Versailles 'cause flies don't care! A sparrow in a hat can make a happy home! A flea can bite the bottom of the Pope in Rome.
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