Spring Allergies: a poem by 10-year-old me
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macryano17 | perpetually confused | doodler
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Something I wrote back in fifth grade. It's a bit goofy! While my classmates wrote about bunnies and Easter, I decided to be unique and complain.

Spring Allergies: a poem by 10-year-old me

(written in fifth grade)

Pollen, floating in the air,

makes me want to sniffle.

I really wish it wasn't there.

Thank God my nose doesn't whistle!

My eyes, full of watery tears,

burn and hurt and sting.

I look around at all my peers

whose eyes are doing the same thing.

I look forward to summer's start

(when all my troubles go away)

I'm never sad to see spring depart,

'Cuz I can breathe and see again. Hooray!

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