It really isn't funny
When the day is warm and sunny
But your nose is red and runny
Though you haven't got the flu.
And isn't it a pity
When the garden looks so pretty
That you eyes are dry and gritty
So you can't enjoy the view.
Throughout the Summer season
While you're coughin', pantin', wheezin',
Snufflin', splutterin' and sneezin'
Others frolic in the sun.
Antihistamines can buffer
The discomfort that you suffer
Still, you find it so much tougher,
In a heatwave, to have fun.
It's amazing that a flower
So petite, can have the power
To reduce, within an hour
Human beings to floods of tears.
So we all should raise a glass
To the humble blade of grass
No, on second thoughts - I'll pass!
Here's to Autumn weather - CHEERS!
This versification is dedicated to all of you out there who, like me, are the tragic victims of Mother Nature.
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