I hate pollen
It makes me sick
It makes my throat hurt
And makes my nose slick
With mucus and
Other gross fluids
And although my air is
Currently polluted
I can’t let my mood be ruined
Because the air that surrounds me
On a daily basis
Is similar to the life I live
I must stay gracious
Because although it’s bad now
It’s been worse since I’ve been around
And if I wait it out
The storm is bound to calm down
