Wednesday, 30 March 2011

Ode To London Tree Pollen

Now Spring has sprung,
I am undone
By dim-witted English trees -
They blossom now,
Only t' forget how
To hold-on to their blasted leaves.

Where I come from,
(I am no Pom)
The trees are not so dim -
Being Evergreens,
They keep their leaves
And rein their pollen in.

But be patient please,
While I sneeze and sneeze,
Brief Summer will soon wane -
Then these bloody trees
Will forget their leaves,
And the process will begin again.
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