Sneezing, sniffling, runny noses, oh my! Pray tell me, that the flowers are not coming alive again, Rendering me useless for yet another season In the air, they release their venom and I am left helpless! No warning! No defense! God, why give such cruelty to these things of beauty?
I dread the outdoors now that spring is here. Surprise! Surprise! What is life for most, is a slow torturous death for me!
Hurry, summer! Hurry, fall! Every day I wonder if I'll be able to persist, Resisting the urge to sleep these cruel months away! Eager, I am always for the dreadful season to leave me in peace.
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