Achoo!!!

The grass has turned brown. The leaves have all fallen down. The air has taken on a different feel. My allergies are back, oh where is that pill? My eyes start to itch. My nose runs with a twitch. This would be my favorite time of the year. If it weren’t for all the pollens around here. As I stifle a sneeze. That was caused by this breeze. My inhalant is near. Eyes are a blur I wished they were clear. I feel like a sap. Maybe I need me a nap. My head wants to pop. Food tastes just like slop. Did I mention this was my favorite time of the year? I can’t go outside I’m confined to right here. The coolness at night. Oh such a delight. The tissues are near. To keep my head clean and clear. To the pharmacy my wife I have sent. To find me some relief is her intent. Just six more months and it will all be okay. Then I can get out and play. But until I see that day. Inside I will stay.