Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Ode to Benedryl

Spring is screaming
Blooms looming
Pollen is callin'
with a sheen of green
upon everything

The itching's a bitch
there's a groat in my throat
The inside of my face
feel like it's been maced.

Nose is closed
Eyes red and wet
I fear my ears
are plugged with bugs.

"Spring has sprung
Fall has fell"
And my allergies
are giving me hell.

It's Open link night at Dverse poets pub...come by and give us a read....

1 comment:

Sam Edge said...

God job .... ahh my buddy ben!