Losing
 
Sure is windy out today.
There goes my hat. It blew away.
At least I've got my glasses on.
Oh no! Where are they? Darn they're gone.
And now I'm getting quite a scare,
atop my head there is no hair!
This fate is worse than all my fears.
The wind just blew off both my ears!
Oh no, I must... I must... ACHOO.
My nose is gone 'cause off it flew!
Excuse me now, I have to cough.
Goodness me my wips fwew off!
Wifout my wips it's hahd to tawk.
Escuse me as I take a wawk.

 
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