Allergy
What turns our bodies
To this and that
What signals
To turn, that to this
Strawberries, peanuts
Shampoo's as well
To turn our beauty
Make us swell
Rashes that weep
Sores so red
Painful signals
Rush to our head
Some of us scratch
Some can leave
This incredible urge
These allergies
Tablets and cream
Man made remedies
Appease our aches
As time will see
In natures world
She has many cures
But what we make our self
I'm not too sure
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2009
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