I love the beauty
Of a warm spring day, but I
Loathe the allergies

That always come with
It.  I feel like death warmed o’er,
And I look the same.

‘Tis such a pity
That all I want to do this
Glorious day is

Curl up under
The covers and sleep till I
Feel human again.

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