This poem was requested by @Filthysoft with the word Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis. It burns It hurts I breathed in something bad Now I can't turn back Ash and sand, in my throat It hurts to breath It pains me to see Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis Is a very bad lung disease What rhymes with thee Is hard to eat
Short poem. 44 words
