laurisbrightideasMay 11, 20221 min readPollen PoemPollen, 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.
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.