As the bees
Buzz to and fro
And descend
Upon the floral colony
To pollinate the buds
In the hope that they will bloom
Spring forth
To bring seasonal adoration
In the hearts and souls of many
For some
This floral colony
Brings tears and shortness of breath
In the eyes and lungs of many
Sneezing, wheezing and runny noses
Congestion
So I must mention
That this colony
This season has become my nemesis
The only thing I like about spring is the fashion
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