The pollen count is high and my head is suffering. My watery eyes are puffy and my face an itchy mess. Medicine brings some relief, but it makes me sleepy and tired and I'm just plain fed up.
Itch, scratch, sneeze, sniff
If it doesn't end soon
I may throw a fit.
Watery eyes disturb my view
of tulips and daffodils
and colorful hues.
Spring, my dear friend,
I wish you could stay.
But your traveling companion
Oh, he needs to GO AWAY!
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