Show me a salad
and I’ll show you a sneeze
Anything green
makes me weak at the knees
On St Patrick’s day
I stay home and wheeze
I have hay fever all the year round.
Broken-down lawnmowers
Bring me out in a sweat
A still-life of flowers,
in oils, and I get
All the sodden signs
of a sinus upset
I have hay fever all the year round.
A chorus of birdsong
makes my flesh creep
I dream of a picnic
and scratch in my sleep
Counting pollen
instead of sheep
I have hay fever all the year round.
Summertime’s great
(except for the sun)
Holly and mistletoe
make my nose run
Autumn leaves and I swoon
it’s no fun
Having hay fever all the year round.