I came up the stairs, and who do I see? One of the wonderful women from Pipe Ceremony!
My Spring poem (or: "Doggone plant bukkake")
I love the new Spring blossoms,
I really, really do.
But the pollen makes it hard to breathe,
And fills my head with goo.
The drugs for it are not much help,
Though I've tried quite a few.
They turn me 'to an idiot.
I wish that Spring was through.