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Seasons

When it finally came, the season of spring,
I thought I'd enjoy everything.
But the singing of the birds drove me raving mad,
Insects in my house everywhere I had.
I sneezed every time I sniffed the pollen in the air,
By the end of the season, I was crying in despair.

Then came summer and parched me dry,
I prayed for rain but there wasn't a cloud in the sky.

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