An ode to Pollen....
Pollen, oh Pollen
you pain in my a**.
You come from the trees,
you come from the grass.
I'm awfully tired of this
constant sneezing.
My eyes always water,
I'm usually wheezing.
You sneak around windows,
you blow under doors.
Silently covering my machines,
with your coating of green.
How I wish it was a cold Winter's day,
so Pollen, oh Pollen you'd just go away.
you pain in my a**.
You come from the trees,
you come from the grass.
I'm awfully tired of this
constant sneezing.
My eyes always water,
I'm usually wheezing.
You sneak around windows,
you blow under doors.
Silently covering my machines,
with your coating of green.
How I wish it was a cold Winter's day,
so Pollen, oh Pollen you'd just go away.
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