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Pollen Poem

Pollen, Oh Pollen, what is your purpose?

You make my eyes water, my nose itch and my throat scratchy.

You cover every surface with your dusty yellow,

And fill the ponds with clumps of mush.

We greet thee with such mixed feelings.

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Need more to read, good job keep it up!!


Poetry, love it! Keep it up mom it is beautiful :)

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